Misty X Ash Novels & Stories

A loud yelp echoed from the nearby field. My heart dropped as I realized the arrow hadn’t just missed the target—it had hit someone. A figure stumbled, clutching their arm where my arrow had struck. "Oh my God!" I gasped, my eyes widening in horror. Anastasia’s face turned pale as she looked at the scene. "What did you just do?" I dropped the bow and rushed toward the person. "I’m so sorry! Are you okay?" I called out, my heart racing with panic. The person, a tall guy with dark hair, glared at me as he yanked the arrow out of his arm. "Do I look okay?" he snapped, though his tone softened slightly when he saw the panic on my face.

Madeleine sighed, feeling a pang of frustration. As they walked, the trees grew closer together, and the canopy overhead grew thicker, casting long shadows on the forest floor. Madeleine heard the soft rustling of leaves and the chirping of birds, and suddenly, Anya appeared before them, perched on a fallen log in a small clearing. "Time for a break, I think," Dante said, his voice low, as he nodded towards Anya. Madeleine nodded, grateful for the break. She sat down beside Anya, who nuzzled her gently.

The crack blazed brighter than ever. For a long moment no one moved. The clearing was silent except for the hiss of the crack in the marker and the distant retreat of paws through underbrush. Mist drifted back in to fill the space where the pack had stood. Ava pulled herself upright against the stone. Her hands trembled. The silver glow had withdrawn into the token but left a faint shimmer under her skin, like moonlight trapped in her veins. She could still hear the echo of the whisper, softer now but insistent: Daughter of ash…

"It's fine. It's a pleasure to meet you, Isabel. I think we could be friends." I smiled. Being friends sounded great. With the way things were for me, friendship was all I was really suited for. Time was about up, so Timothy and I left the cafe together. The summer heat outside was brutal, and the sun blazed down. The moment we stepped through the door, my world suddenly started spinning. A loud roaring filled my ears, and my vision went black in waves. Right before I passed out, I thought I saw Cole. He looked anxious, and his lips were moving as if he were saying something.

A way out that doesn't destroy us both. Instead she said, "Make me forget again." He did. Right there in the conservatory, surrounded by moonlit ferns and the scent of night-blooming jasmine. He took her hard and fast against the pillar, her legs wrapped around his waist, her nails digging into his shoulders. Every thrust drove the lies deeper, every moan a new fracture in her soul. When she came, crying out his name — Alex, not some scripted lie — it felt dangerously real. Afterward he carried her back to bed, whispering promises into her hair. "Whatever's coming, we face it together. I lost you once. Never again."

By the time he pulled back, both were breathless, their foreheads still touching. ''I have a surprise for you,'' Damon said, his voice low and secretive. Ivy blinked curiously. ''What is it? '' ''If I tell you, it won’t be a surprise anymore,'' he smirked, kissing her forehead softly. ''Just wait a little longer, doll '' BLACKRIDGE COLLEGE Aubrey and Matteo were walking around the school hand in hand like that of a couple. Aubrey was looking around excitedly while Matteo looked a little bit dull.

Kristin shakes her head smirking and takes a drink from the smoothie before replying. " Because you like him?". I feel a crunch in my stomach and a tingle in my limbs. I dart my gaze away and twist the straw. "What gave you the idea that - that I like him?". " How your acting now settles everything up Kristin says and I lift my glance to her ceasing my eyebrows together. "What do you mean?". Kristin casually takes a bite of her fries. " Come on Madelyn," she rolled her eyes. "We are best friends for a long time now!".

Before they get much further, Bright breaks the kiss and looks at Ash. "Are you sure that you want this right now? Won't it wake Leo up?" Ash rolls his eyes. "I'll be fine, Bright. Besides, I need you right now~" Ash pupils are dilated with lust and Bright holds his breath. Their lips meet again for a hard and passionate kiss as they start stripping each other. Ash lies beside Bright, panting and covered in sweat. The older man traces Ash tattoo as they cuddle close. "You're amazing, you know that babe?" Bright only hums in response before kissing his jaw. Ash smiles and starts to get up, much to Bright protest.

I just need her to get here, and Jakey to finish his bottle, and then I can hop into the shower with my mate. As if my thoughts conjured her, I hear a knock at the front door before Ashley walks in. “Morning!” she calls brightly. Ashley is mated to one of the warriors in our pack and is in her second month of pregnancy with her own pup. There’s a glow about her, just like Arya, and a small bump has started to show through her clothes. “Hey, Ash!” I call from the couch. On the TV, Phoebe has started singing Smelly Cat, and Ashley sings along. “Phoebe was always my favorite!” she says, settling onto the couch beside me. “How’s the little man this morning?”

“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.