Kingdom: Ashin Novels & Stories

“The demon king birthed Asher who is the vessel of strong powers. Naturally, the powers have been infused into his blood.” “Wait, so the powers of Aspa…” “Has naturally transferred to Asher and is waiting for him to grow up to show itself. Asher is going to need to be trained to control the powers and also not to fall into the darkness it would will. Aspa must never get hold of Asher in young age, otherwise, he would be her own son, he would be the prince of Darkness.”

I watched as the king now spoke to Cadma, addressing some war about to take place. "Cadma, what about the war that we are helping Ashina with? How is that going?" I watched as Cadma replied to his father the king, while I wished Cadma would disappear and never return. "It is clear to you that Ashina is a hybrid, and the Queen of Witches is currently training her to use the powers she has been given to fight in war, as you may know, father. I promised her that after I returned Gandor home, I would check in on the troops, keep their spirits up, and see how the training was progressing. It was also my responsibility to inform the troops that she would be ready to join them in a few weeks."

Chapter 1️⃣1️⃣5️⃣ ❤️ Claimed by Shadows ❤️ A****n Kingdom: Queen Ashani, who had not heard from her beloved daughter at all since the last time she saw her, was extremely worried and anxious. Ever since Vyrelen had showed up at her kingdom with her daughter Dika by his side and had given her a very stern warning not to meddle at all with his love relationship with her daughter or else she would regret it terribly, and her daughter had followed him away without looking back, ever since that exact moment she had not heard a single word from Dika at all. It had been two whole days or maybe even more than that or less. Her thoughts were running absolutely everywhere in her mind like wild horses,

Each member of this family has a birthmark unique to themselves alone, which also represents the power they hold. They have been a family known since the inception of the current kingdom. Despite their small numbers, they have enough power to rival the Royal family of the werewolf race. They are only known by a privileged few, and the only reason he is aware of who they are is because of his connection with the council. "The Ashas are not limited to a location now, are they? We can be where we want. Forget about why I'm here and focus on why you are here. The energy shift you noticed today wanted hers. Something is trying to make contact with her from the other side," Beth explained.

Aresha tilted her head, "No! I'm sure the four of them are princes of the Kimimoon kingdom. ” "How did An come to know them?" "I don't know, I don't know myself!" "Do they have a relationship with An?" "I don't know, but when I saw An. She is with Prince Kim! " "Is it true?" Yasashi asked, still not believing what Aresha said. "Yeah right, I'm not lying!" "This is bad if that happens!" "Why is it so bad?" "You know that the vampire clan and humans are enemies!" "Yes, I know, but that was it first!"

And who was the other half stuck with? “Who’s the other idiot?” she asked, her voice tight, like it might snap. Roman’s mouth quirked, not quite grinning. “That’d be me.” It landed like a fist to her gut. She stared at him—this smooth-talking climber who’d kissed Dorian’s boots while she’d scraped by on cheap noodles and cheaper dreams. Fury flared, hot and ugly, but before she could tell him to choke on it, a black Rolls-Royce purred up the path, sleek as sin. The window rolled down, and there she was—Vivienne Ashford, Dorian’s widow, Sienna’s stepmother, blonde hair piled up like royalty, wrapped in fur despite the wet.

And there's this prophecy that my father's people, a group of hags and cranks called the Synod of Ancyra, think that the child I'm going to give birth to someday is going to be the only way to save our race and give them back the power we once held. Based on this prophecy, to be exact: From the shadows of the ancient Forests, under the moon's darkest veil, a daughter of Sköll shall emerge, her fur as black as night, her spirit intertwined with magic's might. She bears the power to tip the scales, to sow either harmony's bloom or chaos's gales. The Keystone's path, a labrynth of fate, where destinies entwine and the future waits.

[STATUS: KAEL DREADMOURNE] [TITLE: LORD OF ASH] [DOMAIN: ASHFEN SECTOR] [TERRITORY: GREYVANE (PRIMARY), ASHFORD ARCHIVE (SECONDARY), HIGHREACH REFUGE (TERTIARY)] [POPULATION: 38 RESIDENTS (VERIFIED)] [CLASS: INHERITOR OF RUIN] [TIER: BRONZE (LEVEL 3/10)] [RECONSTRUCTION PROGRESS: 15%] [ADMINISTRATIVE AUTHORITY: ACTIVE] [JURISDICTION: SYSTEM-RECOGNIZED DOMAIN GOVERNANCE] [INFRASTRUCTURE OVERSIGHT: SEALED NODE (MONITORING ONLY)] The Lord of Ash designation appeared in formal script at the top of his Status, with the Ashfen sector domain identification beneath it. Not decorative. System-level recognition that he held territorial authority over formally designated domain. Kael dismissed the Stat

The warriors of the evening shift had already gone to the pack borders. Asher felt proud of his pack, and he felt even better knowing that he was in charge of such a great community. They all served loyally, and they have been at peace for the past two years. Asher wanted to keep it that way. "It looks great, I think you've officially outdone yourself." Asher suddenly heard over his shoulder, before a soft palm landed on his shoulder, and she leaned her face against the crook of his neck. while her other arm wrapped around his waist from behind.

Calvin said nothing. Aurelian House had opened. For me. Ashleigh stepped closer but didn’t cross the threshold. “Dragons alone may pass beyond this point. Even the founders respected that.” Calvin nodded once. “Whatever lies inside belongs to you now.” I looked back at them, at the strange faculty who barely agreed on my existence. “You’ll face challenges here,” Ashleigh said. “People will not accept this easily. But as the last of your kind, we will do what we can.”