Kingdom Of Ash Free Audiobook Novels & Stories

“Magister, why do we let garbage through the gates? Let me throw her to the stone giant and save us the paperwork.” I ignored him, but my left hand squeezed into a tight fist. My nails pressed hard into an old, ugly scar that hid my forbidden blood seal. It kept my real, dangerous ash-magic buried deep inside me. In this empire, that kind of magic meant death. It was the same power the lost Ash King used when he nearly burned the whole world a hundred years ago. “Put your hand on the stone,” Vane ordered. I stepped forward. My boots hit the hard ground, and I felt cold eyes burning into the back of my neck.

"We have a kingdom to remake." The Ashmoor Kingdom was mine. And the real hunt was only just beginning.

She hit a pulsating root and slumped into the moss, her vision swimming with silver stars. "Now," the King hissed, turning back to the white light. "The final harvest." POV: Ash Ryder (The Avatar) Inside the darkness, Ash was screaming. He wasn't in the Under-Whisper. He was in a void of his own making, a grey room with no doors and no windows. He could see through the violet glass of the King’s eyes, watching Rhea fall, watching his brothers wither. He could feel his hands—his own hands—tearing the life out of the World-Tree. He felt the connection to every wolf on Earth, a billion threads of light that were currently being fed into the vacuum of his stomach.

"I guess you are the only girl who says the meanest things to me. I know you don't mean it though." "How would you know when you’re too absorbed in yourself to notice anything else?" I fired. "By the way, I thought you were going to talk about your DAMAGED DEVICES. And I remember asking you to take a step back. I'm not one of those girls who cringes to have a taste of you all because you stand next to them and..." I was forced to halt because Asher suddenly leaned in pretty closer this time that his lip was barely an inch away from mine. I had to hold my breath because I feared that if I tried to breathe, our lips would meet. I couldn't talk either, nor push him back. The air was so charged

At the blood pouring from him. "You were like a son to me" he whispered. "And you murdered my mother" Asher replied. "We are done." He pulled the blade free. Kael collapsed. Blood spreading beneath him. His pale eyes found mine. Still full of hate. Even dying. "This is not over" he whispered. "Gabriel still has an army. The kingdom is still burning. You have won nothing." "We won you" I said. "That is enough for today." His eyes went empty. The light faded. Kael. The man who had manipulated kingdoms. Who had murdered queens. Who had nearly destroyed everything.

“But I think that should shame us. That those people, some of whom could perform heart surgeries, are instead digging ditches.” I lift my chin. My hands are still shaking, but my voice holds. “Perhaps our kingdom is flawed, but we cannot deny its strength. My fear is that, without change, that strength will become stagnate. And I love our kingdom too much to let that happen. I hope too much to let that happen.” I take one last breath. “Thank you for your time.” I step slightly to the side and turn toward the royal family. That’s when I see it. Asher’s face is stone. Cold. His eyes unreadable. Just like the day Sophie was caned.

I nod, tugging my coat tighter around me as the wind bites at my cheeks. “Do you see these ruins?” Asher gestures to the crumbling stones scattered around us. “There are more throughout the pack. This was once a great kingdom, the ruler of all packs. Where the Blood Moon Castle stands now, another ruler reigned long ago.” He speaks as if recounting a memory, his voice heavy with meaning. I listen intently, my father’s stories of fierce kingdoms and fallen empires surfacing in my mind. The stories he is talking about are from centries ago, so long ago in fact there is no proof they were every real nothing but a myth.

He wore a deep green robe embroidered with silver thread, and a confident smile played on his lips Xavier never liked this Asher, he was arrogant and proud. Always looking for ways to breach the peace agreement between the Kingdoms, the agreement came after the big war between the races of this world and now this arrogant King is always looking for ways to cause problems with them. “Prince Xavier, welcome,” Asher greeted warmly, grasping Xavier’s forearm. His eyes shifted from Sienna to Tara, and for a moment, they softened. “And this must be your sister Princess Sienna and your wife Princess Tara”

Clio said and Erica nodded with an impressed look on her face. “That sounds so magical, So, Dominic is the king of Heaven?” she asked and Jenny nodded, “Yes, we learned about all of this in last ten years since we are here. The ‘Book of Kingdoms’ contain it all,” she said and raised two fingers at the shelf, “Give me the ‘Book of Kingdoms’” she said in commanding manner, the books moved and a book in black color moved out of a shelf and floated in front of them, the book floated to the table and was placed on it elegantly. Erica whistled lowly, “Will I be able to do that?” she asked as she touched the book, the velvet covering it was so soft and silky. She had never touched a more expensive