Dawn And Ash Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Under the blood moon. Whatever happens after, know this: you are mine. Marked or unmarked. Bond or no bond. Mine.” Ashley nodded, throat too tight for words. They stood together on the tower until the clouds parted and the waxing moon spilled silver across the snow. Below them the keep slept, unaware of the fracture forming in its foun dations. Two nights remained. The hunger between them had become a wildfire. And the dawn duel waited like a blade in the dark.

He stood before me, naked and blood-streaked, his eyes burning with a protective fury. "Let them come," Kael rasped. "They’ll have to walk over my corpse to get to her." Darian spat a mouthful of blood onto the ash. "A noble sentiment, Varynx. Let's see how long it lasts when the Blood Moon rises and her power turns into a poison that rots you from the inside out." With a sharp whistle, the Nightfang vanished into the mists, leaving us alone in the freezing dark. Kael turned to me, his hands shaking as he reached for my shoulders. "Asha... your eyes. They’re still silver."

"Or you can go upstairs and clean up. God, I need to stop trying to be inside you the moment you come home." Dawn finally talks, licking her lower lip as she stares at my hands. "I want you to get access to my chest." She laughs nervously. "And I like how you're trying to get inside me the moment I came home." She bites her lower lip and makes a show of it. "I guess we both missed each other, huh?" "I sure did miss you."

She looked at me, lips moving, but no words came out. "Why did you ask to see me?" I broke the silence, my voice icy. She lowered her head, fingers tracing the tabletop. After a long pause, she said, "I had a dream… In it, we went back to the night of the eruption. You dragged me to Grandpa and forced him to leave. Everyone survived, including Adam." "And then?" I smiled faintly before continuing in a calm but sharp tone, "I've had that dream too. In mine, Adam still found out he was terminally ill.

Sienna’s Point of View The room is quiet in that soft, end-of-the-day way. Aiden is asleep down the hall, the house finally settled after everything today carried with it. My hair is still damp when I sit at the vanity, slowly brushing through it, letting the repetitive motion calm my thoughts. The door opens behind me. I do not need to look up to know it is Asher. His presence fills the room easily, familiar, grounding. I see him in the mirror as he steps closer, wrapped in nothing but sleep pants, his hair still damp from the shower.

He stood guard by the door; it wasn't until the early hours of the morning that he realised his folly. The faint light of dawn crept through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. Olivia stirred, her mind slowly awakening to the sound of muffled voices outside the door. She blinked her bleary eyes, trying to make sense of her surroundings. It took her a moment to realise she was in Asher's room, nestled in his warm embrace. He was her mate.

As if she had already chosen the world she wanted to live in. I rose. My knees left prints in the mud, half filled by the river’s edge. When I stood, the cold air pulled me back into myself. The moon trembled across the surface, broken by current. The ash began to move downstream, slow and gleaming, as if the river itself was carrying the dead toward whatever waited for them. I turned away and followed the sound of fire rising in the distance. Kael (POV) The ash came first.

I made my way through the dark corridors of the dungeon, my heart burning with a desire for revenge. I had been betrayed by Luciana, the very person I thought was my friend and ally. But now, I was determined to make her pay with her blood. I reached the cell where Sam and Morris were being held, and I could see the fear in their eyes as they looked up at me. "Who are you?" they chorused together. "The spirit that has been haunting you. I am Ashley, the Luna you all killed." They were white with horror and their teeth clattered in an attempt to speak.

Diana The night felt like a slow tease that prickled under your skin and left you restless. I decided that I wouldn't shy away if Asher came to my room tonight. Lila was dead, after all, and Asher was my mate. The bond burned between us like a wildfire. It wasn’t a crime. Not if the real Lila was gone. Maybe this would soften the inevitable blow when he found out the truth.

Dragonman, Dragonman, Between thee and thine, Share me that glimpse of love Greater than mine. Anne McCaffrey A crooked smile curved Mikhail's lips, and it made him that much sexier. He stood there in nothing but unbuttoned jeans, showing the dark trail of hair from his navel leading down to his waist. The indentions of his hips made her mouth run dry. She was thirsty for a taste of him.