Turned To Ashes Novels & Stories

my mothers words scream at me inside my head. I look around at the people around me, some of the faces i recognize from over the years. I never bothered to make friends its kind of pointless when you hidding. " Anyone tries anything they die" says the man next to garret. Ive never seen him before he's well kept clearly a man of higher standing than garret with clean white sleeves and shiny boots. Hes handome with blonde hair and a sharp jaw. They all like that, beautiful built like gods with bodies carved from the heavens themself. But i know better its just a mask hiding the beast they really are. Devils disguised as angles.

Anna walked up to me, took my arm and led me to my room. As I passed the corner, I looked back at Noah . All that was left of the vampires in front of him were black ashes from the ones from earlier. "Do vampires turn into ashes when they die?" I asked Anna about it as I walked towards the room. "Not normally, but just now those guys, I don't know what happened, have lost their minds, completely out of control, and I've never seen anything like it."

“This bloodsucker will turn into ash when the last drop of blood leaves his body,” their capturer shouted to his subjects. It felt like the longest moment, Shysie kept her eyes on the man waiting for him to turn into ash. ‘How do I know what ash is and that I am a woman and that is a man and that he is dying. How do I understand this man shouting and understand that he is in charge, but I don’t know who I am?’ Shysie wondered, watching the man, waiting for him to turn to ash but nothing happened. The man’s dead eyes stare at her and Shysie gulped air and looked up at the stars again.

The flames cleansed away his sins and freed him from his cruel and twisted life. "Don't worry, I will!" Ashton promised. A gentle breeze swept through the air. Through it all, Corvus remained completely silent, and his body was reduced to ashes without a single sound.

Smoke rose from everything that Mr Hansson’s attacks had touched. The beasts whined, and she turned to look at them. The smoke was rising from them, too. The creatures that had lost their lives burst into flames until they were nothing but ash, and their ashes started to rise and disappear. She had been terrified of them, but she could see they were Hansson’s victims, too. And in the end, they had been her monsters. “Thank you,” she whispered to them. They whined again, and a couple of them wagged their hairless tails.

Just then, a small head peeked through the suffocating smoke. “Madam, do you need any help?” someone asked timidly. I forced my eyes open and saw a young boy who was about the same age as my son. He was covered in ash and dirt, but his eyes shone brightly through the smoke. He was so small in size, yet he managed to muster the strength to help me up. Then, together, we slowly made our way outside. The path to the outside was incredibly challenging, and I felt like giving up several times.

Like a dying insect it huddled in on itself. It hissed in the circuits. Plastic became distorted and liquid. Thick unsightly smoke billowed into the atmosphere. I observed until it turned to ash. Until nothing remained. I knew that with the chip destroyed there would be no transmission but then I didn't feel at peace. I stood staring at the smoldering mess.

Within two weeks, the company was teetering on the edge of collapse. And yet, Connor didn't care. Not at all. The Parker family elders were livid, practically fuming with rage. But Connor just sat there, day after day, holding that urn that used to hold Samantha's ashes. His eyes were vacant, and he occasionally broke into a soft, foolish smile. He remained lost in some dreamworld, even though he knew better than anyone that those ashes weren't really hers. The real Samantha was long gone. And he was the one who had let her slip away.

“This ends now.” A blinding flash of black light erupted from my hands, a silent, all-consuming explosion of dark energy. Evelyn’s body arched, utterly still, her eyes wide, staring into nothingness. Her skin withered, turning to ash, dissolving into a fine powder that was carried away by the wind. She didn’t even have time to scream. In a single, devastating instant, Evelyn was gone. The moment she disintegrated, a profound groan resonated within my mind, a sound of utter despair and crushing frustration.

My biggest enemy whom no one could defeated in long years reduced to ashes in just a few moments. The flames retrieve themselves once Adrian was nothing but a heap of ashes. Everything is finished. Adrian is dead. I blink my eyes to adjust my vision again to confirm if it wasn't my hallucination.Yes,he is finally dead and my people are now free from his exploitation.My lungs are deprived from air and my vision is blurry due to the mist as an aftermath of a supernatural show.I can feel something stirr inside me.Something that had been asleep till now suddenly woke up.My breath become unsteady as I kneel on the edge of the circle to see the dark grey ashes adoring the white sand.