Pokemon Clemont X Ash Novels & Stories

Shelly said too sweetly as she gave me a once over. "Yes looks like little miss tramp is trying to get her claws on your man Shelly." Rebecca snarled as she took a few steps closer to me. Asher stopped her by pushing her back forcefully making her knock into Shelly who let out a pained squeal as Rebecca accidentally stepped on her feet. "Shelly I'll fucking handle this, get the fuck out!" He yelled looking at them in anger. "But why...." Shelly whined. "GET THE FUCK OUT!" Asher said more forcefully. They let out a huff as they left, their heels clacking loudly as they stomped aggressively. He turned towards me, his eyes holding amusement. Wow, how to change moods.

“We have to figure out a way to loom for alliances because we can not do this alone. There is no way just three of us are going to be able to stand up against Luna Matilda and Warlock” Ma Trisha chips in. Asher is sweating profusely after training so hard. He didn’t even sleep in the night. I saw him seated up and from his countenance, I could pick up that he had various thoughts swinging in his head. Even now, he looks pale and downtrodden.

Their team won. He's still cheering as his team, Dream Killers, is congratulating the defeated one: Ball Busters. He's still grinning hard, when Ash runs toward him and they high five. He's bouncing everywhere, heart also jumping in his chest, when Dream Killers receive a homemade cup, rewarded by the mayor of their city himself.

"I wish I was man, I wish I was. Cal said he'll be updating you in the morning but there's a reason why I'm telling you now... Cal has asked me and Ashley to go there, take warriors with us and turn them, Rogues, into ash. "We have no problem with going. The fact that they are hurting kids has both me and Ashley riled up and Ashley may be the more soft one of us in our relationship but we both know he's a fucking demon when it comes to fighting!" We both let out a chuckle while I agree with him. When Ashley's pissed, he isn't one to be messed with, he's put me on my ass more than once in training.

Ash who saw this cruel fight which had no motive and only suffering became very emotional and charged between both Mew's and Mewtwo's attack Ash "Just stop already, STOP" Ash comes between two powerful psychic attacks and suddenly freezes on the spot, as he falls on the ground and turns into a stone, Pikachu comes running towards him and tries to wake him up, it doesn't work so he starts to zap ash but it still useless, seeing his method not working he started to cry and tries to wake Ash who is completely turned into a statue, seeing this all the pokemons in the battlefield also started to cry.

I'll make it up to you when I get back. I stared at the messages on the screen, then tapped into a livestream pushed to my feed. In the livestream, Cameron was accompanying Lucy as she picked out a dress for a charity gala. His eyes followed her every move. I didn't reply. Instead, I quietly deleted every trace of him from my contacts. One final buzz came through. It was a confirmation text. [Your ID cancellation was successful.] Suddenly, chaos broke into the livestream. Cameron's assistant, Brendan Cole, burst into the frame, gasping for breath, his face pale as ash. He held a document tightly in his hands as he ran up to Cameron.

“I’ll observe. Quietly. I assume no one else knows?” “Only faculty,” Ashleigh confirmed, though I noted Pamela Batista’s absence from this meeting. That alone made me uneasy. If she was keeping out of sight, it meant she was already planning her next political move. Ashleigh’s tone gentled. “We’re not asking for sympathy, Elias. Just a scholar’s eye.” I gave a shallow nod and turned for the door. I’d do what was asked. Gather readings. Track magical surges. And if the so-called dragon turned out to be just another chaotic magical incident in human skin, I’d confirm that too.

He was the type of person to punch you in the face for being into anything other than drinking and fucking around. But Asher just held his gaze, showing the patience and true curiosity in his. And Zane, fucking idiot that he was, found himself caving. He started to explain the concept of pokemons, very hesitantly at first, but the more Asher leaned forward and asked questions, the more his voice deepened into excitement. His hands move, flipping the cards over as he pointed things out. Zane didn't even notice how much he was rambling until his throat felt dry and he finally grew quiet.

Slowly Ash goes away muttering to himself. The next two days fly past; we learn how to fight with swords and to protect ourselves with shields. Then on the last day we go over everything we have learnt. Were both good at different things, Ash is good at hand-to-hand combat and sword fighting. He can also run well but I can keep up with him so we called it even. I’m good at throwing knives and shooting with the bow. This is good because we have a variety of things we can use for protection. While ‘saying goodbye Riley comes out with some gifts

The packs don’t shift without watching vampire borders. And I’m standing in the middle like a lit match. I reach the overlook above the city just as footsteps approach from opposite directions. Of course. Cain steps from shadow, coat immaculate, scar stark under moonlight. His presence pulls the night tight around him, disciplined and cold. Ashton emerges from the treeline moments later, broader, heavier, the earth responding to him without permission. They stop when they see each other. I swear under my breath. “Fantastic,” I mutter. “Family reunion.”