Stormcaller Ash Of War Novels & Stories

He’d called it a suicide mission, a fool’s errand led by a bond that had already brought me nothing but trouble. But he didn’t understand. The feral wolf changed everything. Its presence in the chamber meant the shadow war I’d been trying to contain was escalating. The rot within the Council was spreading, and Aria Ashborne was no longer just a ghost from my past or a complication of fate. She was the epicenter of the coming storm. I felt her before I saw her. The bond, a taut wire strung between us, began to vibrate. A ripple on the surface of the pool was the only warning before she emerged from the shadows on the far bank, a silhouette against the moonlit water.

“You do. I think that this is going to be a good show.” My men moved, corralling the surviving wolves until resistance faded. This wasn’t something to hide in the forest. Asher had made every part of this public from the moment he brought war to my home, he’d sent rogues into our territory, ordered Ivan to kill Alina, murdered Ivan when he failed and sent his head to my mate like some grotesque trophy, and then crossed my boundary himself to declare that if he couldn’t have her, no one could. He had chosen the terms; I intended to finish them.

Damien had spent the last three hours in peace talks between the Snowfall Shifters and the Black Forest Wolf pack. The names these guys give themselves He'd had his gun loaded with silver, ready for things to go pear-shaped, but fortunately nothing had happened. Still, he felt safe enough to holster his gun only now that he was back at headquarters. Werewolves and other corruptions had tempers and serious aggression issues.

he asked, facing Kando, crossing his arms across his chest as his gaze never left Kando's eyes. "Dean has declared war on Ashland." Kando said. "As if I haven't noticed." Storm said, rolling his eyes. He thought Kando meant the two thousand armies that came with him that would soon be dead. "These two thousand armies are just his warning, he is coming here since you refuse to give him back kira, marching with his five hundred thousand armies and if my calculations are right, Ashland doesn't have half up to that amount." Kando told him. "I risk it all to inform you that we will be attacking Ashland tomorrow."

Now. 'Consider it done.' Asher replied, and I could feel his dread through the mate-bond. He wanted this war as much as I did--not at all. This war was a necessity. This pack--our entire species was being threatened. There was only one way to eradicate a threat like this. To cut the head off the source--my Father. 'Where are you, Lola? You can't stay there any longer. I need you here, baby. I need you to come home.' 'I miss you so much.' I whispered, feeling a featherlight caress through the mate-bond. "I'm at an abandoned Macy's Warehouse in Screven, South Carolina. Just off Morgan street."

Behind her came wolves of smoke, wraiths with bones of silver, and worst of all a mirror image of Aria herself. This version wore a crown of thorns and bled from her eyes. Her voice, when it spoke, was like a blade dragged across stone. “I am the version of you that broke,” she said. “And I am here to finish what you refused to do.” The Prophetess smiled, lifting her hands. “The Ash War begins now.” The skies split apart as storms crashed through the veil. The Ash Dream could no longer contain the power. The real world was bleeding in. Trees burst into flame. The earth groaned. Screams echoed across the sky.

She had built not an army, but a family forged in ash and steel, loyal beyond logic, devotion beyond reason. Ash’s eyes flicked toward a shattered bell tower in the distance. A faint plume of smoke drifted, perhaps a signal, perhaps a trap. She allowed herself a small smile. “Let her come,” she said softly. “The mother of war is waiting.” By nightfall, Bianca had reached the outskirts of Ash’s stronghold, an abandoned industrial compound repurposed into a fortress. Smoke rose from controlled fires, casting the building in hues of red and gold. Every shadow seemed alive, every corridor a potential death trap.

Looking at him coldly, Ash said, "Because you’re not worth my time." The group was floored at these words and then saw the giant wolf charging toward them. It opened its jaw, exuding a foul stench of blood and decay as it swiftly closed in on them. It was only now that they realized Ash's plan. He had no intention of killing them himself and wanted to have the wolf devour them. "No!" Witnessing their former ally turn into a monstrous creature and attack them, they were frozen with fear, unable to act. With horrifying screams, they were torn to shreds, and their blood sprayed everywhere. Once these level nine warriors were eliminated, the remaining soldiers were nothing to them.

“It’s too late for that, Althea. Even if he lets them go, his actions already set this in motion. The boulder’s rolling downhill. Nothing we do can stop it now.” It’s stupid, how hard those words hit. Like a final nail hammered into something I didn’t even realize I was still hoping for. I look down at my hands, curling them into fists. Of course it wouldn’t change anything. Of course we’re still going to war. Which means I’ll definitely be seeing Asher again. And next time, there won’t be any stolen kisses. There can’t be. Aaron’s still watching me. I realize too late that he’s been talking. “…been like this since I was a kid, but lately it’s worse. Dreams that don’t feel like dreams. Visio

I immediately recognize him as one of mine, and I can't shake the feeling of dread that forms in the pit of my stomach. I quickly make my way outside, intercepting the warrior before he can reach the Pack. "What news do you bring?" I ask, my voice tight with anxiety. The warrior looks at me with a mixture of fear and determination in his eyes. "We lost the war. Everybody is dead. Alpha Asher's message," he says, his voice shaking. "He will come for you, Ryan. He will not rest until you are dead." The warrior's words hit me like a physical blow, and I can feel the blood draining from my face. I knew that Asher would seek revenge for the way his mate was treated, but to hear the words spoken a