Dawn And Ash Fanfiction Novels & Stories

As the last of the ashes emptied from the urn, Cecilia let out an obvious sigh of relief. Joshua looked up at her and gently coaxed, "Now that he’s gone, you should finally be able to get a good night's sleep." The three of them walked out hand in hand like a happy family. Only after they had completely disappeared from sight could Sheila no longer hold herself together. Crying uncontrollably, she rushed outside. As if heaven itself were mocking her, it began to rain. The wind scattered the ashes, and the rain soaked them, washing them away little by little amidst the flowing water.

She also apologized to me on the stream, saying she had neglected me and asking me not to be angry. That reversal stunned Rowan’s fans. The same people who had been attacking me immediately flooded into the livestream to question Nina. "If you are Ash’s girlfriend, then why did you give Rowan flowers on the night the league was won?" Nina lowered her gaze and spoke clearly, word by word. "Giving Rowan flowers was part of our ruse to hype a CP." After saying that, she added, "I know I was terribly wrong, so heaven punished me by taking away the boyfriend who loved me most. I'm sorry to everyone, especially to Ash."

Nina murmured, "Holy Goddess. Did you sense that from where you're ? Because I’m certain the atmosphere just stumbled.” I exhaled softly. "I’m not paying attention to him.” “He is disregarding you.” “Fine " I lied “Also a lie.” I exhaled deeply my shoulders drooping. "I’m not sure how much more I can continue faking it.” Nina’s tone eased. ". Neither can he.” I began to speak in objection. Something held me back. Asher’s spine stiffened while he moved through the crowd making his way toward the darkness beyond the flames. His hands were tightly balled into fists. His step was irregular, resembling someone attempting to escape their own mind.

Then I began to write: “Dear Boris, There is so much I wish I could say plainly, but I can’t. Give me one month. Just one. Let me do what I must for my tribe. Let me right the wrongs that have been festering since before you and I even began. At the end of it, I’ll come to you. With truth. With my decision. Ashina” I set the pen down with a quiet sigh and read the words over again, my heart pounding. It wasn’t enough not for the man I loved, not for the bond that tied us, but at least, it was something. A promise, or a plea, or even a piece of myself to send through the fire

After the wedding, she became a discarded pawn, thrown away by Cairo to fend for herself in this desolate place. "Justice. It's all justice!" she muttered. However, Andres did not hear her. He sat curled in the corner, muttering a single name over and over. "Cam…" He no longer knew who Cam was. He only knew that every time he whispered the name, his chest throbbed with a dull, unbearable ache. It felt like he had forgotten something profoundly important. In Mongoose, the grasslands stretched endlessly under the sky. After months of intense work, Dante, who rarely took vacations, decided to take two months off to celebrate a delayed honeymoon with Camellia.

Whispered voices filled the air, faint and echoing, too strange to understand but enough to send chills down my spine. Ash lifted his hand. His nails darkened, lengthened, curved—like demonic blades born from darkness itself. “Don’t move,” he ordered quietly. His hand took mine. He didn’t rush it, like this moment had to be felt fully. His fingers were cold but steady as he opened my palm and gently pressed it down on the glowing symbol beneath us. With a quick, sharp motion, his demonic nail sliced my skin. The sting spread immediately, but somehow it wasn’t as bad as I’d expected. My blood trickled out slow, warm and red, dripping onto the floor before Ash bent down.

But before she could fully succumb to the comfort of sleep, something nudged at the corner of her mind, a thought that had been waiting patiently for the fog of passion to clear. Ashley awoke with a start, her heart racing. She sat up quickly, her surroundings coming into focus. She was in a hotel room, the unfamiliar bed sheets tangled around her legs. Beside her, Aiden lay motionless, his chest rising and falling rhythmically. His arm was flung across his eyes, his bare torso glistening with sweat. The room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn back to reveal a hazy dawn breaking over the city.

“This drama is sickening. Maybe it’s better to just kill both of you. I won’t be able to use you anymore, Druji. I can’t keep a foolish girl in my army. You’re a disgrace to our race!” “Then I’d be happy to leave your army,” Druji answered confidently. “Ha! Now you’re not scared of me anymore? Do you think you can leave this castle alive? Both of you will die today!” Dubheasa brought out blazing fires in her hand and threw them toward Druji. Druji was taken aback but Vivar used all his remaining strength to grab Druji and pushed him away. Druji was thrown into the hay stacks. All the fire consumed Vivar, making him scream in excruciating pain. “No!” Druji cried and tried to gather the wind t

Isabella and her mother are back, what do I do now, I don't want to imagine the kind of look I might get if she finds out her best friend was devoured by my beast. Or worst still what might happen to me. I cringed at the thought. Ashley you are dead

You are under Limitations! The next morning, when Ashley woke up, it was very late. Ashley was highly tired due to her steamy activities. She blushed. She saw the time. Ashley turned around to see Damon, but The bedside table was empty. Immediately, Ashley is struck by the thought that Damon has to go to work today. Ashley stretched his arms and smiled. At least now she can live the way she wants. She was happy that he would spend his 'me' time. but.... Ashley saw a book on the side of the bed in which something was written. Ashley was in sleep and pressed her eyes and yawned and took that note and saw...