Hold My Hand And Take Me To The Ashes นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Kira… when the moon falls and the world ends, they will still know who you are. Because you’re not just their mother. You’re their fire. Their storm. Their blood. They’ll remember. And you’ll bring them home.” A sob left my lips, and I hated it. Hated sounding this weak. But goddess, I was so tired. “I want them back, Ash,” I said brokenly, gripping his shirt. “I want to hold them before that cursed blood moon rises. I want to show them that I never stopped looking. That I didn’t give up.” “And you will,” he swore. “We will.”

he whispered, “promise me something.” “Anything,” I said. “When I reach inside for that presence… don’t let go of me.” I pulled him fully into my chest, cupping the back of his head. “I won’t let go even if the world cracks open.” Hamish lifted his staff, runes igniting like golden fire. “Ashen,” he said, “it is time to meet the part of yourself that does not break.” Ashen squeezed my hand. And for the first time since this awakening began—

She grabbed Edmund’s hand when he was taking a step back and turned to look at him. “Together!” She said while holding his hand again. “As you command, love” Edmund replied with the smile. Both of them turned on the lighter and threw it on Alpha Asher’s body. “AHHHHH! AAAA!! HELP! AAAA!” He screamed in pain when the flames took over his whole body. “Burn in hell!”

Asher gets up and takes my hand, like we’ve done the entire night. We shouldn’t, there are so many eyes on us, Robin can delete or manipulate footage, but he cannot do the same to human minds. Still… I grasp his hand tighter, smiling at our locked hands. “Fucking hell.” Robin murmurs as he marches out of the place. Asher’s warm hand in mine grounds me like no other grounding technique can. “Are you okay?” he asks me. I nod. I’m better than okay. “Are you?” He exhales, “I should have put more thought into this–”

"But when we both turn to ashes, I'm blaming you." "Get in line."

Ash asked while smirking. "In your dreams. I'm worried about myself," I defended. "If I can't be able to stop myself then stop me. Stop me at all costs even if it means that you have to kill me. I'm giving you the freedom to kill me if I harm you in any way. So please, just let me," Ash said and he took my hand but I tried to grab my hand but he held it tightly.

I placed my hand on top of his while he moved his hand and wiped my face. “I am always with you, Becca. I need... I need to rest now.” He uttered, making my tears fall. I shook my head and watched his eyes turn to ash, like a rotten tree. I breathe out and continued to shake my head. His hand gently dropped from my face and the tears I had been holding swam down my cheeks. I carried his hand and placed it on my face again. “Collins!” I called gently and then gently tapped his hand. “Collins?” I called again. His body... His body was turning to ash, orange flames came from the inside. His palm on my cheek turned to ashes and danced in the air before flying out the window. None dropped on the

Ash falling like snow. My hands are covered in blood. Not mine. I turn and he’s there, Ezra on his knees in front of me. Not angry. Broken. He’s holding something. No. Someone. Me. I’m limp in his arms. Head tilted at an impossible angle. Blood soaking into his shirt. “Don’t,” he says to the empty sky. “Don’t take him.” His voice cracks. “I’ll do it,” he whispers. “I’ll do it myself.” The words echo.

Song: Hold On (Chord Overstreet) Asher The world around me collapsed, and all I could hear was the pounding in my chest. Avery’s words echoed, the room shrinking, suffocating. Ivy… was pregnant. My mate, the woman I loved beyond reason, was carrying our pup. And I didn’t even know. Maybe she didn’t either. A part of me, a part of us, was growing inside her, and now... I was about to lose both.

I drive like a bat out of hell with one hand while I hold Ash's hand with the other. I can barely keep my eyes on the road. I don't want to take my eyes off her even when her face is turned away from me. She even wants to remove her hand from mine but I hold on firmly, refusing to let go.