Soul Of Ash And Blood Kindle Novels & Stories

It had been no secret to me that Drina was on fire, but I had not known that my world had gotten the match. The door was open behind me. "You're still awake," Sofia said. “I was and still was hoping you would not notice,” I said, without turning his head off the screen. Upon seeing the files open, she walked into the place and paused. Her face was a bit different. "You opened Ashfall." "Yes." “That case was buried to make a reason,” she said. "So was the truth," I replied. She sighed and came closer. “You are not to be doing this on your own.”

Just then, a small head peeked through the suffocating smoke. “Madam, do you need any help?” someone asked timidly. I forced my eyes open and saw a young boy who was about the same age as my son. He was covered in ash and dirt, but his eyes shone brightly through the smoke. He was so small in size, yet he managed to muster the strength to help me up. Then, together, we slowly made our way outside. The path to the outside was incredibly challenging, and I felt like giving up several times.

My eyes snapped open as I saw her with her arms wrapped around her father’s midsection, trying to stop him from moving further. “Did you plan this with him? Did you plan to kill your sister with this half blood?!” He sneered, his cold eyes locked on mine. Half blood. I winced, adjusting on the ground where I was seated. I had never minded when I was called it. It was the truth anyway. I was half-blood and would never be a pure-blood werewolf. But the amount of disgust that poured out of his voice was far greater than the last time Ashley's mother had said it. It wasn't my fault that two adults of different species had fallen in love and had me.

Asher’s POV “This is a crazy deal.” I said. “You really thought we would just hand him back to you?” Gustavo’s voice carried a mocking ease, like he was savoring the moment, his lips curling into a grin that set every nerve in me on fire “I thought,” I said slowly, my gaze flicking from him to Anna, “that blood would mean something even to you” Anna tilted her head, “Blood is what ruined us, Asher, don’t try to wield it like it’s sacred, you forfeited any claim to it when you tried to erase me in that forest”

Alex POV The fair was… for lack of better words loud. Louder than what I expected, everything was so fucking loud these days, my body has not felt like my own ever since I fought that mass of meat, I feel a buzzing under my skin like a thousand flies had laid eggs beneath my skin and they were ready to hatch. On some occasions the rare ones where I wasn’t driving I scratched the itch hard enough to draw blood, but instead of the flies, maggots and eggs I expect to fly out I was just met with a dark red and the sweet metallic scent of blood , the wound wouldn’t even

“I...your Highness, the day Miss Ashley's parents died, she had a serious argument with the both of them where she made a statement that she wished they would die so they could leave her to live her life the way she wanted to. Fortunately, I was with them when this was said, and later that evening she was found alone with shredded body parts of her parents, making her the first suspect, and we also did not find any signs that they were killed by rogues. Also, with time, we got to know that she is wolfless, making us more suspicious that she was in fact not a normal werewolf, leading us to believe she killed them and would have done that using strange means to kill them.”

He said as he feel an excruciating pain. That's right. Ash is a demon. I remember from the information I read in a book that when the moon is full the blood lust of the demons gets stronger. The blood lust of the vampire demons is quite strange at the time they can’t drink blood on the full moon they can weaken that they can die. So every full moon the demons always have blood ready. Pureblood like ash is human he needs unlike others who can already have animal blood. Only when the moon is full does Ash need human blood. I need to do something. Instead of following him, I came closer and his shout got louder. I saw that he was weakening. He had to drink blood. I equaled him. "Here," I said t

Akshara’s heart pumped more blood to know that she was the next to read that weird book with an eye. The book went to Azile who was got on her feet from an unknown faint. The weird look and efficiency of the book thrilled Azile and pages opened to her in words written in mud, “Awaken Love, Shall Not Be A Delight. Let Thy Onus, Vex Your Soul; Perish In Disgrace.” The prophecy book with an eye moved towards Akshara and stood in front of her. Upon eye to eye contact with Akshara, the book flipped its pages and finally settled in a page to uncover her prophecy; the letters appeared in blood made of gold. The prophecy of Akshara,

The answers they sought were here, and Asha wasn’t leaving without them. At the far end of the room, a massive stone pedestal held a collection of scrolls, books, and documents. As Asha stepped forward, her eyes scanned the papers scattered across the pedestal, her fingers brushing against them. She could feel the weight of history in the air—these were the records that detailed the true nature of the Blood Pact. Her fingers froze on one particular document, the title written in old script that she could barely decipher. But the words that caught her eye sent a chill down her spine: “Soulbone Imprint—The Key to Ancestral Awakening.”

Around midnight she reached the section describing Meher's gradual decline. The whispers. The forest. The growing suspicion. The fear. A knot formed in her stomach. She kept reading. Then came the murder. The rain. The clearing. Meher's final words. I have only loved you. Aisha closed the notebook abruptly. The room felt too warm. For several moments she simply sat there staring at nothing. The tragedy struck harder than she expected. Not because it was real. Because it wasn't. Somehow that made it worse. A fictional murder should not have felt devastating.