Novel & Cerita From Blood And Ash Series Book 6

I hated that he noticed. He chuckled low. “Good. ’Cause there’s blood coming, brother. You either pick up your cut or get cut out.” I turned to him then, eyes cold. “You ever think maybe blood isn’t the answer?” He leaned in close, voice a whisper meant to sting. “This is the club, Ash. Blood’s always the answer here.” Before I could reply, Griff’s office door slammed open and he stepped out with fire in his eyes and a paper clutched in his hand.

Content Warning; Chapter contains graphic scenes of violence. * ASHER’S POV Kill. Kill. Kill. No matter how many I killed it just wasn’t enough. I was covered in the blood of the three rogues who’d attacked her. And yet it wasn’t enough, it never was. When the lust for blood was awakened, it just couldn’t be quenched.

We find Pyra Ashenheart in a tavern called the Burning Glass, a establishment that caters to Ashkin and other fire-aligned individuals. The interior is uncomfortably hot, the walls lined with braziers that burn with perpetual flames. She's sitting at a table in the back, surrounded by three Dominion soldiers. They're drinking some kind of liquor that glows faintly orange, and Pyra's laughing at something one of her companions said. She looks up as we enter, and her expression shifts from amusement to shock to fury in rapid succession.

Lisa POV I stand here looking at all the bloody, lifeless bodies, scattered across the clearing. The scent of blood fills my nose. It's all over now. Father has killed the Alpha King, ending a feud that has left a nasty scar on my family and scarring Lucious family in the process.

I was upset, the kind that makes you run very long distances, losing track of time and all, it is now 6:00 AM and I trying to find Al and Amber, I allowed my emotions to get the best of me left them alone, Amber was drunk and vulnerable and Al was getting better but he was still weak, and again I have managed to disappoint them and myself. Finally, I found where we camp for the night, the sun already burned out the corpse of the vampire to dust, but their remains were still obvious, as for Al and Amber I saw no signs of them, their bags were gone, I couldn't track them, it's been days since I have gotten human blood and my scents were fading.

"The Bloodbound will rise again." The dagger's light flared once, as if answering him. And far above the ruins, in the night sky, a murder of crows took flight - screaming into the dark.

It was a fierce battle but at the end Sibel decided to let 6 end her life. 6 lost control and after that her future was written in the flames of agony. He killed everyone and anyone who stood in his path of revenge and after that 6 won the battle. after which his alpha took him in and bestowed upon him a new name… Asher. From Ashes. It was the name written in the diary of Sibel.

What about the stupid heart that wouldn't stop bleeding for the wrong person? What was he supposed to do with it? Brewster continuously hit his chest as he covered his mouth with one hand and cried profusely in the car... Even when the car dropped him at the main gate and he finally stepped out of the castle environment, he still didn't feel the relief he expected. Instead, his heart ached even more. But he wasn't going back there. He wouldn't return to the man who would never return his feelings. Brewster wiped his face and stopped a cab. Fortunately, his phone was in his pocket, and he was able to pay the cab as he was driven to his mother's hospital...

I reached for him— “Elira.” Ash’s voice stopped me mid-step. I turned slightly. He had entered the chamber without me noticing, his dark eyes already scanning the room as more wounded soldiers pushed through the doors behind him. The steady flow of demons had not slowed. If anything, it was getting worse. Ash watched the missing arm for a moment before his gaze returned to me. “No,” he said calmly. I blinked at him. “He’s losing too much blood,” I replied. “And he will likely continue to lose it.”

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."