When Ashes Fall Legends Rise Novels & Stories

And would probably return mute. Julio Cesar knelt at the foot of one of the rose bushes, and underneath it, with his own hands, he dug a hole where he shed Miranda's ashes with his tears. -God, love of my life and death," she whispered, while the sky shared her tears as well. Many bodies have turned into piles of ashes, but that doesn't mean that their souls have been lost, after all there is always a new host, right? Eyes of vengeance

I knew that this was only the beginning of a long road of grief. As we approached the car, I felt Zakara stir. "What is it?" Is it Eleni? I asked her "No, it's something else, I know that feeling. It's over there across the bend" her voice urged me to move forward, Alexandre yelling after me as I walked around the bend. There was a light that looked like fire, and what smelled like fire and ashes also smelled sweet. As I approached, I saw wings emerging from a feather-like bird. The bird looked up at me with its bright, shining eyes. It was a phoenix, soaring up from the ashes of a fire, a symbol of rebirth. I knew that I had found what I was looking for.I held out my hand, and the phoenix f

let me see my Nicolyte again…for the last time…let me be with her…please, Ashlyn Kim Yu…’ “I…I’m…” Ashlyn stuttered as she was trying to figure out who she was to Tosh. Why Tosh has been looking and watching her moves carefully. “Blood prince mate…no...that’s not it…” she added but she knew that was not it. There was something else that made her go deeper and Ceres touched her leg again. Ceres had to hold her or else she’ll awaken the fallen rogue venom sleeping inside of her body. “I’m…” Ashlyn opened her eyes and looked sad over Vladimir.

Once he was done, Asher sighed deeply, feeling an excitement boil in his chest, as he couldn't wait to welcome his son home. Asher's eyes looked out the nursery's window. The sun had begun setting in the west, and in the east, the full, grey moon began rising above the clouds. Standing at the second story of his mansion, Asher could see over the pine trees of the forest that bordered the east end of his pack grounds. He approached the window and looked out onto the world before him. Birds could be heard singing their last tunes for the day. Asher looked down on the village area below him. The children were being called in by their mothers as the evening began settling its dark shade in the s

Amaya's pup kicked violently, void light bursting as a small beast emerged prematurely, howling the chorus. The entity's rumble echoed—approval or hunger? Autumn embraced the merger with the legion, power exploding. But Alina's resistance revealed the twist: the legion wasn't corruption—it was the legacy's lost light, shadowed by Elara's origin, redeemable to complete the true balance. Elara's form dissolved, merging into Autumn. The ruins flooded with celestial light, the blood moon shattering again. The queen's ascension peaked. But Gale's void-golden claws aimed for her throat. "The hive... deceives."

I shifted closer, breathing in his cologne mixed with the faint scent of celebration. The hotel suite door clicked shut behind us. Soft lighting glowed from wall sconces. Floor-to-ceiling windows showed the city skyline sparkling below. A king-sized bed dominated the room, scattered with rose petals. Champagne chilled in a silver bucket on the side table. Zane loosened his tie and tossed his jacket over a chair. His eyes never left me. Heat pooled low in my belly as he stalked closer. “Come here, Lila.” I stepped forward until only inches separated us. My hands moved up his chest, feeling the hard muscle beneath his shirt. “That fight with my father shook me more than I expected,” I admitted

to me. A salty breeze drifted in through the half-open window, carrying the scent of the sea. In this unfamiliar city, the past slowly blurred, fading into the distance. It turns out, even the deepest love and the fiercest hatred will eventually be worn down by time into nothing but a sigh. But some sighs come far too late. Outside the window, snowflakes fell in silence, like shattered stardust scattered by fate, lighting the road that led me to my new life. The End

Ash smiled slowly, reverent and pressed her palm into the torch’s flame. The skin sizzled. She didn’t flinch. “She made me in her image,” Ash whispered, voice trembling with reverence and rage. “And then she tried to bury what she’d created.” Her gaze lifted to the blackened cross still hanging above the altar. “But daughters always rise from their mother’s bones.” The crowd roared. Chanting her name. Ash. Ash. Ash. And from the smoke-filled rafters, the first snow of burning ash fell soft as blessing, cruel as prophecy.