Hold My Hand And Take Me To The Ashes Novels & Stories

The warmth between them was the only thing keeping the encroaching darkness at bay. She felt the raw pull of fate where their hands still brushed. His warmth kept her fear at bay. The air around them crackled with tense energy, a fragile but fierce resistance against the cold “Then let it burn. Let the ashes fall where they may,” Ash declared, voice resolute. “We'll fight for her, for us, for whatever damn future is left.” Without warning, Drysana’s form began to dissolve back into the shadows, her parting words spiraling like smoke curling over the cold stone pillars around them. “So be it.”

He holds my hand again, tentatively. His touch is a goodbye. And for the last time… I cried. Warm tears fall to the earth, and the ground swallows them, eager to be a part of me. A part of us. Both of us. He fades. As I look at him, the sunlight pours over him, through him. The breeze blows him away. All that is left is a whisper of a promise, the whisper of a return. He'll be back...

It's trying to take away everyone who matters. Cass lay beside her. He took her hand. Then we hold on tighter. She looked at him. At his gold eyes. At the man who had died and come back. At the wolf who had followed her into the between. What if holding on isn't enough? she asked. Then we find another way. He kissed her knuckles. There's always another way. She closed her eyes. I'm scared, Cass. He pulled her close. I know, he said. So am I.

I don't have a solution. I could feel the scorching of tears about to spill over, but I was able to hold them in. "Asher…" I grasped his hand, the warmth of his skin grounding me in a manner that nothing else ever had. "You don't have to do this on your own. You're not alone. You have us. We're your pack, your family."

“Let me help you, Rose.” “It wouldn't hurt, would it?” She asked with a shaky voice. “Have I ever hurt you?” I got no reply to that. “Okay…so how do you get in?” She asked instead. “Close your eyes and try to breathe evenly; you could do that, right?” “Y..yes, please Emmet hurried up. The only strength I've got is on my tongue, my body is closing up on me.” Just as she spoke, I turned into a thick cloud of ash. My eyes went into flames.

My family. Please, goddess, don't do this to me. Finally, I had everything I always wanted. I don't want to lose them. I am not ready to die yet. “Look what we have here. A circle of everyone you care about. I promised you, didn't I? That I would rip apart everything and everyone you hold dear. Whom should we start with?” I cried, burying my face in my palms as Mason marched forward to me. “Eeny, meeny, miny…” My eyes widened at his words as his finger pointed at everyone, before finally stopping at Asher. A sinister smile on his lips. “...moe,”

Speaking of which, I haven't had a good time ever since this pain started. I just need to find Elysia as soon as possible.I might die if it takes any longer. "Once I get my hands back on you, I am not letting you go"

I raised my hand fire curling around my fingers And behind me The shadows pulled back Revealing not one But many Ash-Elixir hadn’t come alone She’d brought her own pack And they all looked like me.

I said. I quickly scanned the room, grabbed a pillowcase, soaked it with bottled water, and handed it to her so she could cover her mouth and nose. I could hear the sirens getting louder outside. Phyllis' face lit up with relief. "Don't be afraid. Caleb's here with the rescue team. We'll be fine." I looked at her hopeful face, then lowered my gaze, my heart heavy. I had no clue how to tell her that one day, Caleb Holt would end up killing her granddaughter for the woman he truly loved.