Turned To Ashes Novels & Stories

I hear Noah’s voice from the sky, he was angry, he was concerned. I try to run to them again, but my arms and legs refuse to move, an invisible force holding them to the sand. Holding me down. I am immobile, who was holding me down? “I’m sorry!” I cry out as their bodies start to evaporate before me, turning into the sand that covers the floor. I look down at the sand, realisation dawning on me as I fist some in my hands and let it flow back to the ground. The sand had turned a charcoal black…this wasn’t sand…this was ash..

Ash was thrown backward, his body hitting the ice floor with a heavy thud. "Ash!" Rhea shrieked, struggling against the invisible weight pinning her to the altar. "Are you okay? Talk to me!" Ash scrambled to his feet, his breath coming in ragged, whistling gasps. He held his hands out in front of him. The skin from his fingertips to his wrists was gone, replaced by a raw, blackened char that shimmered with violet embers. The "cold-fire" had eaten through his flesh down to the bone in a matter of seconds.

Bones cracked and collapsed and then, they turned to ash. Fine, gray ash filled the tub where two bodies had been moments before. The forest went silent again. Bri slowly lifted her hand, staring at it like it didn’t belong to her. “I didn’t—” she whispered. Derek and I stood frozen beside her. We watched the last remnants of what had been two living men crumble completely. Nothing left but ash. My heart pounded in my ears. Derek’s mouth hung slightly open. Bri’s breathing was shallow. We just stood there, staring into the tub filled with ashes... stunned.

When I saw his face I was not surprised. Ash. He's damn curious huh? So he's my stalker now? I just ignored him and continued to cut the bodies of the tenebris causing them to turn to ashes. "AAAHHHHH!" Screamed of the last tenebris I killed. It was nice to hear their cries. A cry that was full of pain and sorrow. It sounds like music to my ears. I started walking away when suddenly I felt something coming so I tilted my head a little. I saw a fireball hit a tree and it turned to ashes immediately.

Madame Lux said as she shoved pashed me to grab Carmen. "You're all weak none of you could finish me." Carmen sneered. "You won't last in this world. There will always be another threat on the weak." she added as Madame Lux forced the potion into her mouth and before our eyes Carmen crumbled to dust and ashes. "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Carmen's been returned to the earth." Jessica said as we all stood watching the dusty spot on the ground and some that caught on the wind and blew away. "That's it?" Adam asked "It's just over."

The rogues fled, disappearing into the woods. As the dust settled, the energy within me began to fade. My body felt heavy, my limbs weakened. The voices in my head were silent, but an eerie emptiness replaced them. Ash turned to me, his expression unreadable. But before he could say a word, darkness crept in, and I collapsed into the void.

My voice cracks, barely a sound. The wound in his chest no longer bleeds. The blood dries instantly, turning dark, then gray. His fingers—his fingers—begin to crumble at the edges, breaking apart like burnt paper. “No,” I whisper. “No—no—no—” Ezra freezes beside me. “What the hell…” he breathes. My father’s face collapses inward, features softening, then dissolving entirely as his body turns to ash beneath my hands. The weight disappears. The warmth vanishes.

The clone fought it, scratched and clawed and fought, its black-silver blood boiling where the flames touched it, the smell of burning wrongness filling every inch of air. But it wasn’t enough. “You are formidable,” Asher said, his voice quiet now, almost gentle. His grip didn’t loosen. “But you are not the real thing.” The body crumbled. The head followed. The fire ate what was left until even the ashes were gone, and Asher was standing in the centre of the wreckage, adjusting his cuffs.

Broken electronics, lost texts, and food or water scraps that would have meant the difference between life and death were among the items discovered in these ruins. Under layers of dust and soot, the elaborate decorations on a broken urn were hardly discernible when she brushed her fingers over its jagged edges. Ash from the empire covered her flesh and clung to her clothing. The more she searched, the more she understood that the fire had just scattered the ruins of a broken world, even though she had previously believed it had destroyed everything. She had once been a part of a world that she had known.

⸻ I gasped as my soul slammed back into my body. My chest arched off the stone. Ashen flew back from me like she’d been hit by lightning. The poison inside me—gone. Burned out. My wolf howled through my veins, furious and feral. Ashen hit the ground hard, rolling to her feet. Her eyes wide with rage—and for the first time, fear. “You’re supposed to be dead!” she screamed. I stood. The blood on my dress evaporated in steam. My wounds sealed with crackling light.