Poppy Blood And Ash Novels & Stories

Let everything go back to normal. Normal. The word tasted like ash. I turned the water off and stood dripping in the quiet. Steam swirled around me thick and heavy. But I didn’t want normal, all I want is her. And that scared me more than any slap Ethan could throw.

There was a loud crash, which scared everyone there. My ashes scattered everywhere. Jasper still felt angry. He laughed disdainfully and stepped on my ashes, grinding them with the sole of his shoe. The staff members' jaws had dropped in shock. They hadn't even had time to stop him. Jasper kicked my ashes and sent them flying. "Tell Amara that she came up with a very innovative trick this time round, but it's lame. I'm not going to waver at all, no matter whether she's dead or alive!

Not a trace of emerald green anywhere. Except for me. And Poppy Lancaster. She was already on the front steps, her smile widened when my eyes landed on her, Poppy was dressed in an emerald green gown, her lips were painted red. Red. The colour Ashley was wearing when she shyly offered me a glass of fruit juice. All of a sudden, the person descending towards me wasn't Poppy Lancaster, but my Ashley, Her chocolate eyes shinning bright as she smiled at me. Home Someone whistled, and Ashley's image disappeared. It was Poppy, a surge of annoyance rose in my veins, hard and fast

With a sense of urgency, she turned to Blair and spoke with a determined yet soothing tone, "We need to take immediate action to stop the bleeding. We can't afford to wait any longer. Stay by his side and support him, while I gather what we need." Blair nodded anxiously, her eyes fixed on Ashier, as she carefully cradled his head in her lap. Alisha quickly surveyed their surroundings, scanning the forest floor for any signs of helpful vegetation. Her keen eyes fell upon a cluster of broad leaves, their vibrant green catching her attention. She plucked them from the ground and swiftly crushed them, extracting their herbal essence into a makeshift juice.

×Anastasia× |Two years ago| High proved to be a merry mess, after just a year of being there. I realized things weren't what they seemed. Everything was fucked up. The students, they were cooking us up for something big. Something none of the parents ever expected. It would crash the whole town once it happened but I am determined to make sure they fail in every way. There's a way that they select people. There are ways they choose their next victim. It's not by beauty. They're taking kids whose parents have neglected them. The suffering and pain of the kids makes them happy.

CASSANDRA The horrible sight before my eyes was the worst nightmare I’d ever seen, yet no matter how hard I pinched myself, it wasn’t going away. As the fire covered Asher’s body, his skin began to peel down. Soon, the black burnt skin became ashes, and then the ashes disappeared entirely and blew down the corridor. “No!” I screamed out of anger and sorrow. “No, no, no!” My lungs ached as I cried out, but I couldn’t stop. Tears spilled down my face like a river, and my vision started to break out with spots as I shook.

Moving nimbly around the dancing flames, Ashlyn approached the girls to reclaim her cookie. Poppy was quick to shove both of the cookies that she held into her mouth before anyone could stop her, and Ashlyn had to refrain from laughing. She knew for a fact that Kass's cookies were so good that she would have done the same thing if presented with the opportunity. Mashed pieces of cookie ground between Poppy's teeth as she graced Ashlyn with a beaming grin. A couple of pieces splattered upon Poppy's lap with her laughter. Ignoring her sister's behavior, Sage patted the vacant space beside her and offered Ashlyn a piece of her cookie. Ashlyn sunk into her seat against the driftwood and quickly

I'm more concerned about Rey, than I am of myself. "We ran a tox-screen on your blood when Xavier brought you in. It appears you've been administered some kind of variation of Gamma-hydroxybutyrate (GHB) or in other words, the date rape drug. The amount of GHB in your system was near a lethal dose. We are working on removing the drug from your system, and have given you two blood transfusions already. I immediately attempt to sit up. I know blood transfusions are risky when you're pregnant, as it could cause a miscarriage. I needed to know that Rey would be safe.

Her head tilts sideways in admiration as I watch her chest inflate, taking in a deep breath before placing the small bottle carefully back inside her pocket and holding her hand over it in protection. “Tonight has been… an eye-opener, to say the least. You, my succulent moon child, are far more special than I had presumed,” she notes raspily, “-I just suppose I’ll have to work a little harder for the next time we come to meet. Until then,” she tips her head downwards before departing, stepping away from the ledge of the roof and quickly out of our view, leaving only chilling waves to course down my spine in replacement of her presence. “Was that her?” Ash reaches into my mind; his voice cons

I had no answer. She let me go. Her gaze shifted to the urn in my arms. "You won't take this when it's offered? Then I am taking it from you. "You will not see your father's ashes again." She reached. The blood in my arms went cold. The control I had been holding cracked. "Please… please don't. It wasn't me. I'll do anything, anything you want. Just don't." I was about to fall to my knees again. I would have. The pride and dignity I'd had walking in here had been gone for hours.