Novel & Cerita Pokemon Dawn X Ash

he asked with a smug smile. "I don't care about your name! Just leave me alone!" she yelled, jerking her hand from his hold. His smile faded and his forehead creased. "Better watch what you say because I'm a prefect and you can't talk to me anyhow" He said in a bragging manner, hoping it'll impress her. "I don't give a f**k!" Ashley retorted and walked out of him. "I'll still get you" He said to himself, smacking his lips as he watched her walk away.

“Hey—” “…Hmm, as I expected— you are the one with the lightest injury.” He said. He’s ignoring me again. “A few cracked ribs will be healed in a couple of days.” He added. “!” Hearing his remark, I quickly run to them. But when I reach Felix, he quickly walks away and switches his target to Asha— pulling a sword out from his magical storage the moment he touches her left hind leg. “G-Grawr…!?” Asha is completely freaked out when he pulls out a transparent-blue sword.

I chuckle groggily, folding my arms as I softy shake my head. “Fine. I was still awake last night when the rain finally stopped. And when it did, I just couldn’t sleep; so, I went out for a run and decided to go on a little impromptu exploration around the campsite,” Ash shrugs casually while kneeling to face me, still teasingly holding what’s in his hand out of my sight, “-I thought it would be nice to do without getting soaked for a change. I ended up stumbling into this meadow, and let’s just say we’ll be eating pretty darn good for the next two days. Well, I hope it lasts that long, at least. I guess you can never really tell with this greedy lot, I suppose,” he makes a light-hearted jok

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

However, the serenity was abruptly disrupted by the unmistakable call of his name, "HELLO, ASHER!" Recognizing the voice, Asher's expression shifted from enjoyment to a sudden, marked change. The voice belonged to Elijah Brown, his childhood bestie turned nemesis. Despite the festive ambiance, Asher's mood darkened, and his once-charming smile vanished, replaced by a strong and aloof demeanor.

"You're so strong, Rey. I'm grateful for your guidance and support. With you by my side, I know we can face anything." As the battle raged on outside the infirmary, Asher and Xavier charged at Deucalion, fueled by their desire to avenge their fallen comrades and protect their realm. The three of them engaged in a fierce and brutal fight. Deucalion, known for his formidable strength and cunning, proved to be a formidable opponent, deflecting their attacks with ease and delivering powerful strikes of his own. Despite their best efforts, Asher and Xavier found themselves overpowered by Deucalion's raw power and experience. The fight took a toll on them, but they refused to back down, fighting w

The runes pulsed like a heartbeat. The shadow paused just beyond the circle. It had no clear form, but hints of a muzzle and claws flickered in and out of existence, as if it couldn’t quite decide what it was. When it opened its mouth, no sound came out — only a ripple of cold that raised gooseflesh on everyone’s skin. Jude whispered, “What the hell…” Lyra’s eyes hardened. “It’s a Hound of Ash,” she said. “He makes them from the wolves who fight him.”

I understood his gimmick and it was nice making her look like the fool that she is. “And who do we have here?” Xavier let out and I looked up and saw Asher standing there. He had his hand in his pockets like he was in control but I could see through his eyes, he was so terrified. “Well, it’s me, Asher, and I can see we exchanged partners.” He teased. “That was such a stupid comparison.” I chimed in. “Oh no, babe, don’t stress yourself please. I think he doesn’t seem to understand what is going on here.” Xavier let out and then locked eyes with Asher who seemed a bit confused. I was also confused too as I didn’t understand what he meant.

“You weren’t authorized.” The man grins. “I never am.” I recognize him before he speaks again. Not by face—by weight. By the way the city pulls away from him like it doesn’t want to be noticed. “Name’s Ash,” he says. “Protagonist, depending who you ask.” Jonas’s voice goes flat. “You’re supposed to be off-grid.” “Yeah,” Ash replies. “So are ghosts.” He looks at me then. Really looks. No reverence. No calculation. Just recognition.

I chuckled breathlessly, blinking back the emotion that prickled behind my eyes. “Now, I’d definitely puke on everyone.” She grinned, making it nearly impossible to remain nervous and fearful. “Would you mind if I borrowed our Luna?” Asher’s gravelly voice slid up my spine, wrapping around my neck as it filtered through my ears. I turned and tried not to lose my breath entirely. His usually messy hair was styled, paired perfectly with the button-down shirt and slacks he wore. The dark colored clothing made the unusual shade of gold in his eyes stand out, swirling and churning with the darkness in them.