Cinders Ashes Novels & Stories

"My goodness! We actually have a thief in our office. No wonder my biscuits and snacks kept going missing from my table!" Vernon stood next to Peggy. After ordering security to block off all exits, they began searching everyone. Once it was my turn, I set the box down so I could cooperate with the search. Clearly, Vernon was momentarily startled upon noticing the asteroid figurine at the very top of the box. However, he still asked security to dump all the contents of the box onto the floor. Everything fell to the floor with a loud crash. The figurine was completely smashed to bits. It was like my relationship of six years with Vernon. Once there were cracks, things between us could never be

Just then, a small head peeked through the suffocating smoke. “Madam, do you need any help?” someone asked timidly. I forced my eyes open and saw a young boy who was about the same age as my son. He was covered in ash and dirt, but his eyes shone brightly through the smoke. He was so small in size, yet he managed to muster the strength to help me up. Then, together, we slowly made our way outside. The path to the outside was incredibly challenging, and I felt like giving up several times.

Asher narrowed his eyes before carrying Cindy and mercilessly throwing her into the sea. Asher wanted to see other men cry and wail desperately when they were being cheated on because he wanted them to feel how he felt in the past. But in fact, he hated the kind of b*itches like Annais. He saw Annais' shadow in Cindy again, and he hated Annais to the core. Of course, he would not go easy on Cindy.

With heat. It spread through me like a slow, rising tide. My fingertips tingled, and when I looked down, I saw tiny sparks dancing over them. Gold. Always gold. I clenched my fists and willed the sparks to stop. They faded, but the burn didn’t. It pulsed in my veins, thick and molten, like lava trying to force its way to the surface.

“I want to apologize to her for the past. Please, help me do that I can do that“ For some reason, I didn't believe this guy. Glancing down at the small bag in his hands, I asked. “What's in the bag?“ “Oh. This?“ “Yes. You suddenly pulled it out with an urge to threaten me so I'm curious“ “It's wood ash“ Caspian reveals. “Wood ash? Arthur back away further from him“ Axel warns. “What is wood ash?“ I asked him. “It's a type of powder that is used to make hybrids go crazy“ “Really?“ I clicked my tongue, “May I ask why you have such power on you, Caspian? Were you intending on using it on me?“ “No, I would nev-“ “Then were you planning on using it on Grandma?“ I inquired, cutting him off. His fr

"Evidence, leverage, their secrets—and mine." Three hours later — Sterling Foundry Colder than the memory it holds. The old Ashcroft foundry was all concrete and rust. Shattered windows, vines crawling over rusty beams. A metal back door glinted in the light of a dim bulb. Red spray paint overlaid it with a single word: ASHES. Cassian is beside me, pale but resolute. "You sure you can do this?" I asked. He nodded once. "Only if you're with me."

"Then why does it matter?" "Because there's an older name too, for the ones who never learned it. Who could only call fire large, uncontained, all or nothing." Hesper's voice had gone quieter, more careful. "The accounts call them unbound flame. Not a compliment. Every unbound Ashwalker in the old records ends the same way — burned through everyone around them long before they burned through whatever enemy they were meant to fight. It's not really about the leaf, Elena. It's about which of those two things you become."

I run as fast as I can, jumping over flames, keeping myself small. I find a large standing metal filing cabinet, leaning against the wall. There's a giant pillar on top of it. But I can see the faint tremor from underneath. Indicating that she must be in there. I rip my jacket off me, and wrap it around the beam, preventing my hands from going up in flames. Using all of my strength, I push the beam off the cabinet.

Tears formed in her eyes, making them sparkle in the dim light. “I don’t just kill them. I BURN them. I take them into the forest, tie them to the tree and leave them utterly helpless, begging for mercy. You know what I do next?” She tried to shake her head, but I had her in a good, firm grip. “I strip them bare and then cover them with sulfur. From head to toe. Do you want to know what sulfur does? It makes their bodies bone dry, paving way for the fire to lick every single inch of their bodies, scorching them to their bones until they become nothing, but the midnight black ash. The remainder of their once despicable beings! The white cinder from the burnt trees mixes up with the ash, creat

So, I could not try and track her down, I pulled out my phone and called Zac. “I need you to get back here now” I yelled into the phone. “On it” I heard tyres screeching and assumed that he was doing a u turn to come back to me. I was not safe here anymore. The only way to get rid of evidence was to burn the place down. Thankfully the place was not under my name, so nothing would come back to me. As I waited for Zac I doused the place in gasoline. I stood outside smoking a cig while waiting as soon as he pulled up I flicked my butt towards the house and then watched as the gasoline caught and the house I had tortured and killed so many women started to burn.