The Final Ashfield Novels & Stories

Ash to ash. Now, only our future remained. To be continued...

Before the Old Man’s birthday party, Ashley was done with her scenes. With the staggering record of all one take per scene, Director Morgan generously gave her a vacation. Ashley would only meet the crew up in the next location which would be in X City where her character Lily would die pitifully—that would also be her last scene in this movie. After that, Ashley was relatively free in her career but she would use this time to consolidate and stabilize her businesses while spending time with her son.

The stench of blood and the sound of howling filled the air as they tried to track both Garrett and Asha. "Instead of tracking them, let's look for the camp?" James suggested. Liam was about to agree when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure amidst the chaos. Asha stood on the outskirts of the battlefield, her eyes filled with a twisted mix of rage and satisfaction. Liam's heart clenched as he realized the extent of her betrayal. "Stop right there, Asha!" Liam's voice boomed, cutting through the tumultuous sounds of battle. He strode toward her with purpose, his gaze locked onto hers.

Neil Murphy, it just had to be him. He'd suspected someone was sabotaging his business with Henry, however considering his many enemies, he never imagined it was Neil. It was late, Asher and Joan had left the party and are now on their way to Francesca's apartment to drop off Joan. After Neil's appearance, he lost his chance to convince Henry. It seems he would have to move on from Aldrax. Asher almost laughed out loud at the foolery of it, puny Neil messing with him, what a twist.

"Enough of this nonsense!" Samuel held out a protective arm towards Dana and stomped on Nina's ashes. "I'm warning you! Stop this at once! You think some flour will trick me?" "Ah—! Move aside!" I slumped to the ground, hitting his leg away. His leg did not move, so bit into it! Samuel grunted and lifted his leg up. "What a psycho." I carefully scooped Nina's ashes back into her urn. Some of the firemen could not bear to watch it. Some of them even bent down and helped me.

His palm was warm, his grip unyielding. "Two hours to the Ashen Field," he said. "Let's go end this." The drive was silent. The Ashen Field lay in the heart of the Valdivian Forest—a stretch of ancient, neutral territory that no pack dared to claim. As we drove deeper into the woods, the trees changed. The vibrant green pines gave way to twisted, blackened trunks. The ground turned grey, covered in a layer of ash that never blew away. It was a graveyard. A burn pit where thousands of wolves had died centuries ago.

"That tramp was the one who got into my way, if it weren't for her I would be by his side, me, Linda, it's supposed to be me, not that wench, everything she has originally belonged to me, everything, his love, his every d*mn possession!" "Yes, I caught it!" Ash whispers as he stops his broadcast, signaling for us to leave. "Let's leavfast Neo," he says, giving me a hand so I can get up. Suddenly, Ash flinches, cold sweat dripping all over his face as he is unwilling to turn around, but I can see what's behind him. That huge figure behind him. "Ah ha, so we have a little company in our midst!" She says with a big warm smile that spells trouble.

I chuckle groggily, folding my arms as I softy shake my head. “Fine. I was still awake last night when the rain finally stopped. And when it did, I just couldn’t sleep; so, I went out for a run and decided to go on a little impromptu exploration around the campsite,” Ash shrugs casually while kneeling to face me, still teasingly holding what’s in his hand out of my sight, “-I thought it would be nice to do without getting soaked for a change. I ended up stumbling into this meadow, and let’s just say we’ll be eating pretty darn good for the next two days. Well, I hope it lasts that long, at least. I guess you can never really tell with this greedy lot, I suppose,” he makes a light-hearted jok

“This is it! I remember this river—and that bridge! The building must’ve been right around here!” Hearing that they were close, Caitlin’s heart pounded with anticipation. Everyone began searching the area. “Ashfall, which building exactly did you paint back then?” Caitlin asked. “Follow me!” Ashfall led them through a maze of alleys, twisting and turning until they reached the exact spot from his memory. But instead of the structure he remembered, they were faced with a pile of rubble. “It was right here… The building is gone!” Ashfall stood frozen, staring at the ruins. Caitlin and the others approached, taking in the scene—shattered granite walls, twisted rusted metal sticking out, and pat

He nodded. Cold sweat dropped from Ethan's face and Ashley fidgeted around. Only Andrew remained calm. They were supposed to meet up at potter's field immediately after the mission. "Actually," Ashley started with a smile as she closed her eyes. "I'm supposed to be volunteering to clear a field now," she laughed and stepped back. "Sorry, maybe next time." She waved and walked away towards the bus stop quickly. Ryan turned to the others. "I'm kinda busy," Andrew said simply and also walked away.