Novel & Cerita Rising From The Ashes Novel Andrew

CHAPTER 27 Morning arrived, not with a gentle touch, but simply, quietly. The first hint of gray light, like a muted watercolor wash, seeped through the penthouse blinds, stretching long, indistinct stripes across the rumpled sheets. Andrew was already awake, perched on the edge of the bed, elbows on his knees, his phone held loosely but unlooked at. The screen’s cool, sterile glow reflected in his eyes, a stark blue against the room's deepening shadows.

My hands instinctively pushed down his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt which revealed his glorious body. What followed the night was a beautiful passionate night with love and euphoria. *Flashback over* Third person POV Faith was caught off from her memory when she saw Andrew leave the car. They were already at the hotel. Andrew opened her side of the door and gently grabbed her hand and helped her get up from the seat. The swedish-american girl stumbled a bit but he caught her just in time and held her by the waist. Just like the flashback. He guided me to the elevator and pressed the button on the floor their room is on. The whole box was silent. Andrew was also close to her. She smelled a

Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right officially ended here. Thanks to all the readers who've supported this book. Writing it took over a year. I wrestled with whether to stick to the original ending. Before the Dawn War, the story was headed for a tragic ending. Below is the original tragic ending. Just take a look and don't dwell on it. Skip if it's too heavy. Andrew, reborn, grew weaker and died of illness.

"Don't you think you deserve the same rights?" I narrowed my eyes at him. He wasn't as bouncy and carefree as he had originally seemed. I thought him a little out of his senses when he'd first began talking to me. He rubbed his forehead, closing his eyes. "The come down is always the worst," he mumbled. It was my turn to raise an eyebrow at him this time. He nodded at my shackles. "They use runes on you. They mute my abilities with chemicals. Gets me high in the process. Now, it's wearing off and everything is setting back in. They'll sneak up here any second and shoot me up again, even though my abilities aren't a danger to anyone but myself in this state."

(Ava) The world comes back in pieces. A soft light, scent of clean sheets, the weight of a blanket across me. My head throbs, my mouth is dry, and every time I try to move, my body reminds me I’ve been through hell these past few days. I went through Hell when I woke to Lila dying and Zach eating birthday cake. And Sienna telling how grateful I should be. I’m back and everything is the same but so very different. It’s like I have possession of a weapon I have no clue how to use.

Too dazed to fully process, I let a gasp escape me as Andrew jumped up and tackled me to the ground. "You bitch." He growled. "Do you think this will kill me?" "Yes." I gasped, pushing aside all the sympathy I felt for him. To prove my point, Andrew's skin began to turn grey and crack until finally he exploded, sending Ash flying around me. "Come on." Lifting my gaze from where Andrew had just been, I found Ashton now in his human form. "Y-yeah."

Rain smashed into the earth like it wanted to bury the whole damn city, turning the graveyard into a sopping mess of mud and hunched figures clutching black umbrellas. Sienna Calder stood off to the side, her boots sinking into the muck, her old jacket—splattered with paint from a dozen late-night rants—sticking out like a middle finger among the somber suits. She wasn’t here to weep. She’d come to see the bastard in the ground for herself.

ZANE’S POV I woke up before the sun and stared at the ceiling until the sky outside turned gray. Sleep never came. Every time I drifted off I saw Lila standing in the middle of my living room clutching that stupid notebook like it could protect her from me. I saw the exact second my words landed. The way her shoulders folded inward and her eyes went bright with tears she refused to let fall. I hated myself for it. I hated her more for making me hate myself.

No matter how he tried to wish to be normal and experience normality, something or someone would always be there to bring him down. He stood up and gathered all the books that he had collected from Ashley. He took them outside and burnt them. As he watched them burn, he made up his mind to shut all doors of hope completely. ~~~~~~~~ Ashley suddenly felt hot after lying on her bed. "That's strange. I need to take a bath then." She concluded that after getting back from the beach, she was just too tired to even eat dinner so she preferred to sleep.

He attempted to bargain with a chairman when his family sold counterfeit china, but the chairman rejected him as a frivolous playboy and would not give him a chance. "Ha..." Tobias muttered, realizing now how Hadley felt. "Harry has really changed." Andrew spoke icily. "Let's go." Laura sent Francesca a brief message to come up. Conveniently located next to Hadley’s room on the eighth floor was Andrew’s designated private room. Hadley met Asher, who had come to greet her, at the door. Asher was wearing black casual pants and a white shirt. He was someone she knew. He was an ordinary young man with sharp features and a sophisticated, jade-like manner. His smile left a tingling, calming impres