Legendaries Protective Of Ash Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“They came for me. I won’t let them take anyone else.” Lucas swore. “Arthur, what do we do?” “We fight,” Arthur growled. But Ash shook his head. “No. I fight.” And then— His body ignited in silver fire. The same fire that lived in my veins. The same fire that tied our fates together. Arthur reached for me again. And this time— I didn’t know if I could protect him. Or if Ash and I were about to end the war… Or start it.

At the sight of Lamar, he rushed forward, stepping between the apparition and me. Looking at Asher, I felt strong enough to reach for the projection and dissipate it. Making it disappear this time had been much easier than any time in the past. Perhaps because of the rebuilt mating bond between Asher and me? Was I getting stronger? Asher pulled me into his embrace. “You are safe.” I closed my eyes, soaking in his warmth. “But what about you?” Asher kissed the top of my head. “Trust me, Cyn. I will protect all of us from this threat. Even myself.”

My fingers are shaking. What am I supposed to do now? Asher made it clear—crystal clear—that he hates anyone who ever treated me with anything less than care. The night I told him about Aaron… the way his jaw clenched, how his voice went sharp, how he said, “If I ever see him…” If he finds out that the man he just assigned to protect me is that very person? I swallow hard. Would Asher punish him? I wouldn’t put it past him. But that’s not even the worst part.

She nods and says ‘multiple’, “Fuck. So we can’t lie and protect him, then? I mean, I still will lie until I can’t no more, but it’ll be difficult if there’s proof. Rem, can Ash actually go to jail because of this?” Rem is so out of it, he takes a big bite out of Ash’s ice cream. He doesn’t even like sweet things, that’s how distracted he is, thinking about everything. “Ash can’t get in real trouble because he’s literally a child and he was protecting someone. Sierra can cry and complain all she wants, but nobody would ever find Ash guilty of an actual crime. He was protecting his aunt,” he explains easily, so it relaxes me, “However… my family is really going to get on my ass about this. I

Ash had a fawning smile on his lips as he answered what Maki question is, Using a tone of 'as a matter of factly' Name: Ash *** Age: 27 years old Identity: A5 Class Heroes Special Secret Identity: Army of Protective Team Cover Original World: Earth Ability: Wood (Requires Upgrade Ability) System Name: System 0000000096321 Binding Method: Soul contracted (Effective both to the Host and system) Special Circumstances: Mental Patient Patient Record #165 : PSTD Ash answered in his usual steady voice but had a hint of fawning with the Maki guy, "Our superiors from the top wanted to make the S level heroes take care of it because we, as an ordinary heroes cant take care of the monsters attacking th

I have no clue, and that uncertainty makes my fear swell even more. As my thoughts spiral, I let my voice break through the silence. "Please, don't let them take me away," I whisper, feeling exposed and vulnerable. There’s still so much unfinished business, like the score I need to settle with Maya. "You have my word, Ally," Asher says, his voice strong and full of conviction. "I will protect you." His words are like a promise wrapping me like a shield against the storm brewing in my heart. My heart clenches painfully, and my body starts to tremble in a way I can’t explain.

I opened my eyes again, meeting his gaze. “And you,” I said quietly, “will always matter.” The eclipse pulsed— steady, golden, whole— and for the first time in my life, I wasn’t fractured. I was Ashen. The center.. And Grayson— standing beside me, holding my face with quiet reverence— was the one I chose to protect first. The one I would protect always. The one I protected now. END.

When I showed her my fear about the Eclipse King, she responded with confidence that bordered on arrogance, as if the ancient spirit within her didn’t believe any enemy could truly threaten her. Ash was the opposite, he was serious and vigilant, his emotions always tinged with protective instincts. When I shared my fear with him, he responded with determination and a fierce promise to fight, to protect, to never let harm come to those he loved. His warrior spirit was already evident, even trapped in an infant’s body.

”I replied. He sighed receding to my mind. Ash feels everything I feel, the pain of losing his pack mates and everyone dear to him. He was okay with me pretending to be human because I rarely shift and when he wants to go for a run, I go into the farthest forest and shift letting him out for some time. I know that Ash would also want to protect our mate, ignoring her doesn't mean we are neglecting her, he knows that I am trying to keep her safe.

Walls darkened, wood groaned and shadow rose from the corner. It wasn’t a monster. Not a child. It was Ash. Or a perfect shadow made of gloom and green light. The Ash from Liora’s mill vision is older, hardened, eyes burning with desperate love. Ash, if his protectiveness turned to obsession, would lock her away for her safety. The shadow stepped closer, hand reaching, not to strike but to touch with terrible longing. Its voice, Ash’s voice with Scourge’s chill, whispered, “I’d never let them harm you. I’d burn the world to keep you safe. Your walls, your sword, your cage. It’s the only way. You see it, don’t you? This is true love.”