Novel & Cerita Up From The Ashes

They wondered how someone so young could build such an impressive reputation in antiquities and stone gambling, making them question if some people were truly born under lucky stars. "I lost… I lost again," Aspen laughed bitterly, her face deathly pale. The higher her confidence had soared before, the more crushing her defeat felt now. Typically, as the proud heiress of Bridgefields' Stevens family, Aspen would never admit defeat. However, Andrew's final move with the Blood Phoenix Cicada completely shattered her pride and confidence.

Sighing softly, I threw my head back, letting the cool breeze waft against the damp blotches against my skin. 'Give me one reason, just one fucking reason to live if you loved me for at least once, mom and Dad' I stare up to the sky, maybe from somewhere far they are looking at me.Maybe they care.Maybe. … I woke up with a massive headache and sore muscles, blinding light seeped through my closed eyelids as I squinted them to adjust to the bright sun rays.I forced my sore limbs to move and stepped inside the Hall before making my way to the room I am staying in.

Ashley refused to come down, "You just didn't see it!" "What, you saw it?" Morgan Blackstorm lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms, but it was too dark around him, he only saw a pair of bright eyes, she blinked, and the long eyelashes were like a small fan. Because they were so close, the long eyelashes just brushed his face like that, and he just felt itchy on his face and heart. "I..." In the middle of speaking, Ashley suddenly stopped, she was a person who died once and was reborn again, and the soul travel really happened to her. But, can she tell Morgan Blackstorm this?

But beneath the ruins, someone always watched. Far above the city, Ash perched on a cliff, overlooking Vienna. Her copper-gold eyes caught the flames, reflecting devastation as if it were a mirror of her own ascent. Her crown, dented and blackened, still rested on her head. Behind her, the remnants of her army stirred silently, ghosts of a fallen empire. She had survived the twin infernos not unscathed, but alive. Every sinew a testament to fire and willpower. “Mother,” Ash murmured, voice soft yet filled with danger. “The game begins.”

Ash: Doom OF: Ashy, what? Ash: Oh my fucking god OF: Ashybear Ash: What have you done, Paul OF: ASHYBEAR? OF: There are so many OF: F*ck OF: Uncontrollable OF: They are bursting OF: Mia, hold me back MC: No OF: UWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWU

CASSANDRA The horrible sight before my eyes was the worst nightmare I’d ever seen, yet no matter how hard I pinched myself, it wasn’t going away. As the fire covered Asher’s body, his skin began to peel down. Soon, the black burnt skin became ashes, and then the ashes disappeared entirely and blew down the corridor. “No!” I screamed out of anger and sorrow. “No, no, no!” My lungs ached as I cried out, but I couldn’t stop. Tears spilled down my face like a river, and my vision started to break out with spots as I shook.

What the fvck! ASHLEY POV All I could hear was people screaming at our sudden wipeout. They are cheering on the opponent team which was liking our deaths. As we got resurrected, they tried to kill us all again in one go that they succeeded. They even kill me first so no one can carry the game. I look at my stat and not liking it.

Driven out like lava begging to be released, she could no longer contain it. “The great apocalypse.” A long, soft, exhausted laugh followed, "Yes, a huge apocalypse. Until my body and mind were completely made into a mess, shattered. After the apocalypse crushed me, I was drowned in a flood. Not just any water, but muddy water full of rotten fish. Disgusting. Something like that." Ashley paused and raised her head to look at the employee in front of her who was just quietly waiting for her while keeping a polite smile. She blinked and felt the need to correct her own words.

Lucian smiled, a rare, genuine smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes. "Always." He took my hand. Ash reached for Lucian, grabbing his tie. "Dada!" Ash chirped. Lucian lifted him effortlessly, holding him in one arm while he wrapped the other around me. We swayed to the music. Behind us, the stone stood in the grove. The ghost of the past watching over the living. And in front of us, Adrian stood watch. The new soldier. The new heir. The spiral turned. The house stood. And from the ashes of a broken family, a new one had risen. ---------------------------------------------------------

(Ava) The world comes back in pieces. A soft light, scent of clean sheets, the weight of a blanket across me. My head throbs, my mouth is dry, and every time I try to move, my body reminds me I’ve been through hell these past few days. I went through Hell when I woke to Lila dying and Zach eating birthday cake. And Sienna telling how grateful I should be. I’m back and everything is the same but so very different. It’s like I have possession of a weapon I have no clue how to use.