Kingdom: Ashin Novels & Stories

Ashen whispered, “the others will become real too. All of us. We’ll walk freely. We’ll make choices. We’ll change things.” Liora gasped. “The realm isn’t ready.” Ashen raised the page, The blank began to bleed words. Names. Powers. Fates. “It doesn’t matter,” she said. “We’ve waited long enough.” The eyeless man stepped forward. “The old rules are dead.” The assassin twins drew their mirrored daggers. “Now we write ourselves.” Ashen held out the page again. “Name me, Liora.” The ink swirled, words rising into the air like smoke, Light-Breaker, Silence-Thief, Queen-Before-Her-Time, End-Daughter. “No,” Liora whispered. “No, no ”

Dilion explained, “There’s a serious problem unfolding in the Kingdom of Ashwin, General.” Nathan raised an eyebrow and immediately asked, “A problem? What kind of problem?” Ah, Nathan couldn't help feeling a little annoyed with himself for not gathering enough information about the Kingdom of Ashwin. After all, he was about to travel to a kingdom he had never visited before. He should have been much more cautious. Even though he knew Ashwin wasn't a powerful kingdom like the Kingdom of Veldera, he still thought he had been careless.

"Leave her alone. Don't plant ideas in her naughty head.” He complied and stood up. "Where's Faith and Cassie? Let's ride together." Like wild animals, they appeared from nowhere and jumped all over him like they had known each other forever. Before I could blink, they were in his car already and Summer followed. I watched Asher go with the flow. I didn't think he was this energetic. I only ever knew him as a snub and bully with negative vibes. But with me and my siblings he seemed like an entirely different person.

"Ash, congratulations on winning the championship." She extended the flowers to me. Rowan, who was standing one step lower beside her, was so jealous that his eyes were shooting daggers at me. I smiled and did not take them. "Sorry. I already have a girlfriend. I only accept flowers from her." I lifted my gaze to see Ivy rushing toward me, cradling a bouquet of mermaid roses. "Ash, congratulations on getting what you wished for. We did it!"

It accepts him. Like he belongs here so thoroughly the earth doesn’t bother reacting. I don’t like how much that registers. “I know who you are,” he says. “That makes one of us.” His mouth twitches. Not a smile. A decision. “Ashton Ashborne,” he says. “Crown heir of the Northern Packs.” Of course he is. The name fits him—old, heavy, built to last through wars. I nod once. “Vaelira.” His gaze sharpens—not recognition. Interest. The kind that weighs consequences and proceeds

I wanted it to be special, and I promised myself I wouldn't fall in love with him. That's when guards came in with boxes and the rest of my things, one after another they marched in, but a girl who looked to be 5'5 with raven black hair and familiar black eyes with skin an offset color of peaches. She stood in front of me with a smile on her face and hands clasped gently together in front of her. "Good afternoon, Princess Celeste. My name is Asiya, I will be one of the maids that will be caring for you here on out." She curtsies lightly with a kind smile on her face.

“They’ll remember who rules them now.” He kissed my temple. “And they’ll never dare touch you again.” Not every crown is forged from gold. Some are built from ashes. And I—Ashyrel of the Phoenix Throne—rose from every one they lit beneath me. Let this be a warning. Queens don’t beg. We reign. ---

I asked, out of curiosity. “No, there isn’t. I just wanted to get to know you more.” She said as she bat her eyes. I immediately got that she was trying to pull up a stunt, but before I could say a word, one of the warriors interrupted. “Alpha Asher, the King asks to see you.” He informed, acting humble. “Alright, princess. If you may excuse me, I have to go.” I said, trying to be polite and then I left. ~ “We have gathered all information on Azech’s kingdom, so you can have a look at it.” He said as he handed over some papers to him.

Teaching him a little of his peoplenot much, but enough to put him on the right paths of investigation. He had planned to use the queen to rid himself of his greatest rivals at the time, the Belishaws. Dee learned much of the dragons' nature, including what plants and minerals could quiet their inner beast, to the point of making as them weak and vulnerable as any human. Finding a potion to bring out the words of truth in his kind had been an unexpected but not unwelcome bonus. Conrad knew that once he used Dee to poison Elizabeth against the Belishaws, those potions would ensure their destruction and secure his place and power over all of England, queen or no queen.

He would be stunned to know that Prince Asher also had such a secret. "My Prince!!!" I mind-linked Prince Regan immediately. "Adrian?" "Yes. I have something on Prince Asher… He is part of the Strikers Sect. He…" "What!?" Prince Regan yelled. "Yes, My Prince," "That son of a gun! Wait… Asher and Ashely are in the same Sect!" He yelled as realization dawned on him. "Yes, My Prince." "Ashley is the leader of the Sect and Prince Asher… the Sect candidate!" He thundered