The Ashfire King Novels & Stories

My Asher. ASHER POV The following morning we waited until everyone was in position and I went to the far east side of the forest and I lit a huge fire in the woods. I then went back to my group and we waited for the fire to get out of control. When we heard the sirens going off and warriors running to the fire to try and put it out another one started on the west side of the property. And other warriors were running to try and put that fire out as well.

“Where, or what? Which one would you like to get now? Or will it be both? You decide.” Julianne knew what he was talking about. He was asking if she wanted to get the book now or get answers to the questions she had. And if she wanted both, she would have to visit the boy’s dormitory. “What is he talking about?” Marianne asked her. Cassian tilted his head to the side and said to Marianne, “So you are Ash’s new friend.” Julianne couldn’t think straight at the moment, especially when Maximus was looking at her like he knew something about her. And one thing she knows is that it was one of the two that gave her friend the bite marks. And yet, she had to help Marianne out.

Right after posting it, while I was still reading comments mocking me for putting on a tough front, I saw Immortal Ashes Team’s official account tag me in a post, openly standing by my side. "The crowd follows the herd. The strong walk alone. Those who don’t know how to cherish what they have will lose it. Ash Mercer, we stand with you. IA will always be your strongest backing."

Ash's red eyes had no emotion and looked like a blazing fire while the Dark King's eyes were full of anger and it's like crimson blood. "...Ash" I utter his name. "Akisha," he said then slowly lowered his gaze from my face down to our position "What the?!" he shouts as realizes what is happening. "Damn!" he cursed when he saw my shoulder that Dark King had bitten earlier He shut his eyes tightly when he sees the blood coming out of my private part. He was about to leave to pull his thing out that was inside me but I wrapped my legs around his waist. "No, don't go. Just keep going. After all that you've done, don't tell me you're planning to run away?" I asked.

Lady Asher's eyes met King Ares', a fleeting moment of connection before he turned to the child, his focus solely on the heir, the future king. As the night wore on, King Ares' attention remained fixed on the infant. Lady Asher's strength began to wane, her body exhausted from the ordeal. But the king's energy only grew as he beheld his son, the future of the South Pack. Little did Lady Asher know, this moment marked the beginning of her descent into darkness and neglect. The seeds of revenge were sown in the shadows of the southern palace, where love and power entwined like serpents.

After I'm done relaying all the events, he speaks. "I see," he sits up. "The question to your answer, Haven, is no." "W-what? What do you mean 'no?'" "Your father, Ash, is not dead. He is still alive." "B-but..how can that be?" I say in a small shocked whisper. "Lycan King Ash was ambushed and betrayed by his friends exactly as it is in your vision and.." He opens his drawer and pulls out a book, it's yellowish-gold cover colour looking a bit weared off. "In this book."

Damien's grin widened at Asher's words. The men behind him exchanged looks at the clear disrespect towards their king. Even though Asher was one of the strongest Alphas in the world, he was still under the King and so calling his Majesty by his name was like indirectly implying that they were equal. They were all expecting the King to be angry at Asher's actions, but Damien merely shrugged it off.

The words from Amanya were not enough to impress Ashok. He couldn't figure out the reason for her tolerance towards Amai or Mekala. Though he despised the whole Amai, its king, commander, and those old greasy ministers he admired its crown prince. He decided to cross her orders and ignite the game.

I asked Nathan pulling away, my finger running over his scruff, he took my hand in his and brought it to his lips softly kissing my palm, his chest rising an falling and he coughed a few times, everyone came back looking exhausted, most were coughing, others were shifting back to human inside their houses and coming back wearing only pants and no shirts as if they were waiting for Nathan to say something. “The kings are the cause of the fire, they looked us in the eye when we found out that it was them, all of them challenging us to do something about it, but we didn’t approach them, that wasn’t a satisfaction we were going to give them yet, plus, with everything that was going on, we wouldn

Always fifty steps beyond his reach, watching his machinations like a chess player who’d already seen the endgame. The afternoon sun filtered through the tall windows of the Hall, casting long shadows across the marble floors. Asher had left hours ago for another one of his favorite activities, meetings with our allies where he would spin elaborate webs of half-truths and careful omissions, somehow making everyone believe they were getting exactly what they wanted while giving them nothing at all. Meanwhile, Kieran had departed on what I considered to be a far more interesting mission: fetching Sage from wherever she’d decided to plant her flag in defiance.