From Ashes To Queen: Now I Call The Shots Novels & Stories

whatever that is. Now I had no idea if this was ‘normal’ Asher but from the looks on Cole, Gray and the rest of their faces, I gathered he wasn’t really his usual self. It’s my entire fault. I dropped the ‘I don’t plan on being here long enough to be the next Queen’ bomb. The recruits immediately began to warm up. “You can go,” Asher’s hard tone made me look at him. Oh no boy, even if it was my fault, you don’t get to treat me like this.

"The Queen doesn't care if you have a title or a tattoo. To her, we’re all just fuel for the vats. I’ve lost half my crew to the Sun-Eaters this week. My brother didn't even get to scream before he was turned into a battery." "The Queen has taken my mentor. She has turned the man I love into a psychic ghost who cannot even bear the sight of me," Sofia said, her voice dropping to a low, choral resonance that made the water in the puddles vibrate. "She has taken everything that made us human. This isn't a rebellion for a throne. It’s a funeral for the world she made. We are the Covenant of Ashes. We are what remains when the fire has taken everything else." (NOMO HOLT’S POINT OF VIEW)

Ash struggled to say between his pants as the other four nodded in agreement, too tired to even form a reply. "Stupid people. They-they're making our lives miserable. I'll make sure they will pay gravely for this" Team said as he clenched his fist and glared at the entrance of the club. It irked him that the Queen was having her way with him, bub then Ash tapped him on his shoulder and whispered in his ear.

I wailed still clutching my chest and hitting on it gently to steady my breathing. It took about a minute to calm myself a bit and accept my reality but I was very sure that he wasn’t going to be my end. I remember Rose words clearly and I’m going to be the bigger person and he f**king doesn’t get to tell me whether or not I’ll be anyone’s queen. Watch me Asher! Just watch me be a queen…

“I’ll keep marking you until everyone knows that you’re mine. Until there’s no room for doubt. With diamonds, with lovebites, with handprints on your ass and your thighs and your throat so they all fucking know whose queen you are.” All I can do is moan. He thrusts deep and my pussy spasms and my head swims and finally, finally, my legs can’t take it anymore. I fall off Pasha’s cock and go slithering to the ground—but that’s fine, because when I turn around, he’s still right there. I act without thinking, like his hands and his words have turned me into exactly what he called me. His queen. His perfect slut. And God help us both, that’s exactly what I want to be.

Waiting for the right moment before he decides to try and fight me, but I won't give him that satisfaction. "I'm more of a show than tell kinda girl." I say, and begin to walk to the door, heading to the exit. A thunderous clap erupts, and the back wall is covered in flames. The first of the many explosions we had planted had successfully gone off. I watch his gaze turn from me to the giant flames dancing behind him. He shifts forward, putting distance between him and the flames.

Fire settled into my bones, steady as a crown needing no metal. “Raise your heads,” I said. They did. And in the silence that followed, their howls rose again—free, unbroken, ours. Ash drifted. The hall burned clean. The Luna’s Lie was ash. The Ash Queen had risen. And no one would ever put her back in fire’s cage.

"Don't ever look down. A queen does not keep her head down for any reason, and you? You are my Luna now. Sophia Bailey Morris, Luna queen of Dark Moon pack, wife of Asher Morris. Isn't that what you have always wanted?" The softness in her eyes gave way for a glare. "Fuck you, Asher!" She yelled into my face and I pulled myself backwards to stop anymore of her saliva from coating the top of my nose. A bitter chuckle escaped my lips. I reached into my pocket for a satin handkerchief and wiped the top of my nose with it. "You're going to have to learn to watch your language, darling wife. Such words don't say good of you as a queen." "I do not want to be your queen, Asher! I do not want to be

he said "Are you kidding me? There is no way Queen is picking on her, she is not her class" "That's more reason, she does that because we believe Crystal can't talk" He said I didn't know if that was a serious or sarcastic statement so I did not reply him "I think you should see for yourself. Queen has injured her and slapped her. In fact she picks on her at every opportunity. Can't you remember what happened on Wednesday?" he further said I suddenly believed Asher and got so furious, it's not like I doubted him before, Queen is unpredictable she can do anything.

I snarl, "I am your rightful Queen. If anyone should submit it will be you to me." "Listen here, your highness; you're in a no place to command authority until you accept my mark; you will slowly begin to die. Tell me, what do you think will happen to Nikolai when he loses his mate. Do you think he'll recover? Or will he end up like his mother?" " I will never accept you as my mate!" "Long live the Queen," Ash replies, a wicked gleam in his eyes, as he raises a fake glass to toast my death.