The Final Ashfield Novels & Stories

Tate drew us standing here like this with graves all around us," Asher said, then brought out a drawing from his pocket, and we were all standing there in the picture with signs of graves all around. It didn't take a genius to see what was going on. What the hell was happening in White Sky?

Final Act: Present Day The gala gleamed with luxury. Chandeliers emit a warm golden glow throughout the room, reflecting off the crystal goblets and shiny marble floors. It was a festivity of victory, not only for Ashlyn Bennett but for a legacy revived. The tables were filled with the elite of the business world. Conversations hummed with curiosity, admiration, and whispers of awe over the events of the International Business Summit. The Ashlyn Bennett Foundation’s launch was the talk of the night, and at the center of it all stood Ashlyn herself, poised but undeniably powerful.

Briony's POV I sat on the edge of the healing house table hours later, hands scrubbed raw from washing them three separate times, still feeling like something clung to my skin that soap couldn't reach. The battle had ended fast once the strike team lost their momentum, Ashvale's warriors pushing the remaining Blackfen scouts back into the tree line, casualties on our side minor compared to what could have happened. Few wounded, nothing fatal. A clean victory, by any reasonable measure.

The assembly broke into movement. >>> >>>>> >>> Into the Ashen Fields We left the hall. Under pale moonlight, our columns moved out toward the eastern fields where the ash‑winds came. The air was heavy with dust, grey and hot. The ground cracked. Trees bent. The smell of burning wood lingered. Wolves padded ahead, their ears erect, senses at full stretch. In the distance we saw smoke plumes rising where the fields had shifted. The border outpost lay in ruin, the wards collapsed.

Hope The light is blinding to my sensitive eyes as we emerge from the depths of the cellar. we are hurried along a wide hallway leading to huge wooden double doors. The sound of men shouting as the prisioners huddle together booms in my ears. Blinking to adust to the change of light i look around taking in my surroundings. We are standing in what looks to be a large cathedral. Its beautiful marbel floors lined with gold and giant floor to celling pillars covered in intricate patterens and vines. Lanters line the walls iluminating the large room. Ive never seen anything so beautiful. A large fireplace cut out into the wall burns the chill of winter away. At the end of the room steps climb to

"We're halfway through the week; why not enjoy it?" Ashleigh, nestled in the furthest hammock, hummed along to music filtering through her earbuds, blissfully unconcerned. James had initially balked at the idea of escaping to this secluded resort, but Ashleigh's fervent desire for a break from the city had swayed them. Nestled two towns away amidst a lush forest, the resort catered to luxury camping enthusiasts. Fiona, with a well-placed "favor" owed by the owner, secured them a discounted rate, while Ashleigh discreetly transferred a substantial sum into Fiona's account on the eve of their departure.

But everything will end after this ceremony. " Oh really...? Was I the one who put him through that or the two of you..?" Ashley said coldly to them. It was then Mrs Westwood and Alicia confirmed that Ashley had find out about the truth. But what about David. "Dave.... I'm glad your family is complete now. Now that my end is near, I will wish you nothing but happiness. " Alicia called weakly in her wheelchair. Everyone felt pity for her including Ashley. She's a human after all. But that will not stop her from today's mission.

I plopped on the bed and covered my body with the blue duvet. "You've seen the news. It has begun already, and very soon, our enemies will lose all they possess, But this is the final piece that will make it fall apart. We are visiting the Ashen's tonight, and I want you to reject Mactervish in the presence of everyone." ***

Finding the Mayor's corpse on the ground, Elaine had soldiers return him to the lowest level of the mansion, beyond the basement, where the royal crypt had been dug. There, Elaine laid Damien's dead, cold frame next to the well-preserved corpse of his beloved, and her mother, Elvina, while Dillon stood at her side. # Ash made it back to the cabin an hour before daybreak. His trotting had somehow soothed Miranda's malaise, and by the time he entered the cabin and rolled her form onto the bed, all she could muster were soft painful pants and sighs. Ash licked Miranda's face once more, then he transformed back to his human body, now sporting a long scar along the center of his abdomen.

Now she was excited to see this damned furnace. They made a beer run a while later and Ashleigh finally had a chance to see the beauty of Cobb Hill. She decided that it was not technically a mountain but it was steep and beautiful. Butch had come along to help load the liquor and it was he pointed out the blind bend in the road where Walt had met his death.