Kengan Ashura Author Novels & Stories

Reagan began. "During cremation, something happened," He went ahead to explain in detail all that happened when he burnt the bodies of the attackers. Everyone listened with shock, panic, and attention. "During my research, I came across this..." He reached into the folds of his tunic and produced a worn leather-bound book, "The Ashkai," he declared, enjoying their reactions. At least, they all felt just how he felt when he found out. "These are myths, Reagan," Kellan scoffed, waving his hand dismissively, "And even if we were to believe this, how did they come about? And why attack our pack?"

Inside the conference room, Grant gave Rowan unusually high praise. He said the CP videos of Rowan and Nina had gone viral, driving significant economic gains for the studio. After a brief pause, he added that there would be adjustments to team roles. Under his unsubtle gaze, and Rowan’s occasional provocative looks in my direction, a bad feeling crept up on me. Sure enough, Grant turned to me. "Ash, you have worked hard these past two years. So, to let you get some proper rest, we have decided that you don't need to keep grinding for matches for the time being.

Asher whispered again, then he kissed her hand once more. The Luna gasped, then she squeaked once, twice, and a third. Then her lungs exhaled for the final time in a soft sigh. Her body went still, her chest freezing, her heartbeat seizing. Asher dropped the Luna's hand in a robot-like manner. He barely blinked, but his left lower eyelid twitched. He closed the Luna's eyes, and lowered his lips onto hers, kissing her one more time. Then, with a growl, he jumped to his feet, and ran towards the window. He crashed his body through the remainder of the glass, releasing his form into the open air. He landed on all fours and growled menacingly, then he took off in the direction he believed the at

I say tersely, "you work for Asher, don't you?" He doesn't reply for a while, instead looking off through the window to the road. There are no other cars on the road at this time of the morning, which only makes the situation more eerie. Aspen seems to be feeling it as much as I am right now, by the way he sites close to me, as if being separated right now would surely bring him death. "Not anymore," he replies. "Honestly. My work was once a year, however, Shanae killed me after you, and in return for helping you, Asher had me brought back as myself again. As an immortal."