The Ashes And The Star Cursed King Novels & Stories

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 chains you break are not the only ones that bind you. Your lineage… your name… there are others who have worn the mantle of Queen of Ash before you.” Nyra’s heart thundered. “What do you mean?” Morvyn’s gaze was fierce. “You believe yourself unique, the first to carry your mother’s mark. But the blood‑rune was born of a curse cast millennia ago. It has chosen Queens of Ash time and again, only to see them consumed by the flames of power.” Nyra’s mind raced, the revelation striking like lightning. She tightened her grip on the chain. “You’re lying.” Morvyn shook his head, voice mournful. “Search the archives beneath this Citadel. You will find the tombs of those who came before—ash‑encru

The King clearly pointed out all perverted men and the Duke felt his heart clench. He knew he stood nowhere in the bargaining. The King made sense. “You will be allowed to pay a visit now and then. Plus, if she miraculously makes it past the curse then she would be the next queen. So choose wisely.” The King condescendingly walked to them and smirked seeing the duke giving it a thought. It was tough but it was for the best. He hates to know that his daughter is being used as bait against the Prince’s curse but it was better than not knowing how she was doing after his demise.

"Communicable? Do they know that the curse was placed on the throne and not me? Whoever sits on this throne is the curse. I am only sacrificing myself for them." "I know that my king, but they don't," George said. "Fools," Calhoun commented. "Such folly as I have never seen before! Those tiny human girls that I could squeeze by just wrapping my tiny finger around their bodies? They dare to gossip about their king." George began to feel as if he had said too much. "Ignore them, my king. A time shall come when you shall have an heir and their mouths will be shut." Calhoun tsked. "Have an heir? That's not exactly possible. Except if Diana had somehow broken the curse. But then she would have be

He stared at her now, without restraint. This is the girl Daxian mentioned with such distaste. The one he said has pledged her life to my grandson? Lying here…asleep…in the wild…in the arms of a different grandson? Alpha King Asher did not look at Misha. He did not need to. The pup looked exactly like Tobias. He didn’t need any introduction to confirm it. “Have your people bring the potion, the heart blood will be ready,” King Asher stated evenly. Tobias’ lips parted, but the King continued absently.

*"I have to finish. They're coming." "Who?" The lake answers. Figures emerge, cloaked in veils of living smoke, their faces voids ringed with teeth. The crown's voice swells. *"My siblings. The First Wolf's *true* heirs."* The figures kneel. *"Prince of Ashes,"* they intone. *"Your kingdom awaits."* Eden steps toward them, compelled. --- **The Offering** The crown's heirs part, revealing a throne of fused bone and starlight. Eden hesitates, his hand hovering over the armrest. *"Sit,"* they urge. *"Rule. *Save* her."*

He stands behind me, arms crossed, a shadow refusing to be drawn in. The old rogue begins to speak. “She came in the season between the moons. The one with no name. The one where wolves forgot their howls. She wore no crown. No mate-mark. No Alpha’s scent.” The hum continues beneath her voice, like breath rising from old earth. “She walked alone into the Bone Lands, where no pack claimed the soil. Her hands bled spiral. Her eyes burned red. Her name was ash. Her tether already severed.” A shiver ripples through the pack. No one looks at me.

Bianca, Mr and Mrs Kingsley daughter said and hissed. “No, it’s not why I am here , I mean yes, I didn’t get the job, I came here cause I saw someone ” Jasmine said quickly. Her eyes widened. Mrs Kingsley raised a brow. “Who?” Jasmine hesitated. “Selena ” Everything went silent. Mrs Kingsley stood slowly. “What did you just say?” “I saw Selena,” Jasmine repeated, her voice low. “She’s alive, She was walking down the hallway in Damon Williams’ mansion, She looked healthy ”

Ashren sat beside me, his posture rigid, his eyes scanning the room for threats. "So," Solas said, chewing thoughtfully. "This is the Queen of Ashes. You look smaller than the stories say." "I am compact, Your Majesty," I said, my voice steady despite the nausea rolling in my stomach. "Gunpowder usually is." Solas laughed, a booming sound. "Gunpowder. I like that. And this..." He pointed the knife at Ashren. "...this is the stray. The one who crawled out of the woods." Ashren didn't flinch. "I am Alpha Ashren Thalric. And I walked out of the woods, King Solas. After killing the things that lived in it."

The front lines started folding, inch by inch, then all at once. I stood on the ridge, my heart hammering against my ribs like it wanted out. My pure Luna magic could vaporize a dozen of them, maybe more, but not thousands. Not an entire army. I stared down at the blackened iron ring on my finger—the Lycan King’s crown. I remembered the heavy, ancient magic of the Citadel of Ash, built on the bones of thousands of dead Lycan royals. The curse I broke in the volcano had been parasitic magic, a tether between the living and the dead.