Rain And Ashes Novels & Stories

I want to run, but a gravity pulls me toward him that I cannot resist. Before I can say anything, a low rumble answers in his place. Not his voice, the sky splits apart. Thunder explodes overhead. I flinch as rain tears through the air, sharp and merciless, splashing against my face. Too real. Too cold. My breath breaks. The light fractures. Another splash, heavier this time. I jolt backward. My eyelids fly open. A face hovers over me. Unfamiliar… almost. Like someone I’ve seen before, but never truly noticed. She holds a glass of water, her hands damp.

She said, strutting closer, just as Michael stood up from the ground. He pulled her closer to himself, replying, “It's as right as the right hand can be.” I pushed myself up from the ground, stumbling back a few steps in the process. “What is going on? I don't understand.” They both continued to stare at each other, like I wasn't there. Suddenly, it started to rain. It wasn't a light rain, it was pouring heavily. Darkness spread across the sky. I looked around me for shelter, but there was absolutely nothing in sight. I wondered how we ended up in a place without shelter. I decided to run, I would possibly find a spot to use as shelter until the rain stopped.

At that, Ember turned toward the hearth and stared into the cold ashes. Outside, the rain kept falling. A blessing. A warning. Deep in the crater, something long-forgotten opened its eyes. Not with hunger, not yet. With curiosity. **** POV: Asher. Raven’s Peak, late afternoon He returned with dust still in his hair. No fanfare. No escort. Just Asher, standing at the edge of the town road with his pack slung over one shoulder, the sky above him stretched in gray silence. Ember saw him from the porch and froze.

It moved farther and farther from the cemetery on the hillside, and farther away from all the love and hatred buried beneath Sicily's soil. Daisy leaned against Caleb's shoulder and looked out the window. The hillsides were covered in blooming irises. The warm breeze never felt better. Her new life had only just begun.

Soon enough, thick, billowing smoke obscured her face from view. Several bystanders ran up to help, but the intense heat pushed them back. In the end, the car was consumed by flames in front of everyone, leaving behind only a blackened shell. Elise was gone, and the ashes were all that remained of her. When word reached Logan’s ears, he sat in a dimly lit room in long silence. Eventually, he let out a bitter, self-mocking chuckle, but his eyes didn’t hold joy. No matter what became of Elise, Coral wasn’t coming back.

A sound came out of me that I did not recognize. "No!" My body moved before my mind did. I lunged for the urn. Too late. It hit the ground between us. The lid came off. The white ash that had been my father drifted out, light and weightless. It settled on the wet ground, mixing with the dirt. The world stopped. I sat where I had fallen. The white was the only thing I could see. That had been my father. That had been the man who tucked me in when I had a fever, the man who taught me to ride a bike on the road in front of our house, the man who looked at me and said I was the best thing in his life.

Before Rain could speak, Akash throw fireballs at her while her fangs were bare in gritted expression. Rain raised her hands in defense, and used her water element to shield herself and her pack. She isn't attacking. She's just blocking and defending opposite to what Akash has been acting out. She's aggressive. The pack flees in scare. But Rysher, the Lycan just remained calmed, seated on his chair, eating, and watching the duel of water and fire. Really opposites don't get along! He thinks. " I didn't call you!" Rain shouted

Idaliah flashed her a tearful smile, closed her eyes and bowed her head with her right hand on her chest. Speechless, Adeline stood up, but she only stood there, her hands shaking and chest burning as the chains shook with kneels after kneels that followed when Idaliah herself kneeled. She absentmindedly looked around and found fifty hearts offered and fifty heads lowered for her. "Alpha."

The next day came in a blaze of red and orange, the sky above had completely lost its blue hue and was left with a red tint as if reflecting all the blood that was being spilt around them. Looking up Elaina squinted her eyes as she spotted what looked like ash beginning to fall. "Ash storm?" She murmured holding out a hand and allowing some of the grey substance to land on her palm. "The end is getting nearer." Beside her Chase sucked in a harsh breath, "What did you say?"

Author's POV Emerald was still on the ground, rain was pouring on her like it was equally angry as Egon. She didn't mind, misery is a part of life. Egon was watching her from the window, and she was drenched in rain. Water was making a puddle around her, yet she wasn't moving. He also knew that she could hardly move due to her weakness. She wasn't passed out yet, he could see her eyes blinking. She was just silently mourning for her sister's death.