When Love Turns To Ashes Novels & Stories

“There’s an old Everley story about a dragon with more than one mate. Even in your kind, it’s rare, but it has happened. The bonds burned hot, and together, they were more than any others could ever hope to be. In fact, they were unmatched. But the same heat that made them powerful also could have destroyed them, and more than once, it nearly did. It wasn’t magic that saved them in the end, but the way they chose to wield it together.” The way she said “your kind” made my chest clench. “And if they hadn’t handled it right?” I asked. She didn’t look away. “Then the fire would have consumed them all. And everything around them.” I sat back, forcing my expression neutral while my mind whirled.

She just hadn’t known back then, too busy basking in the fantasy of marrying me. Gianna thought I was her love, the one she could count on. The joy and hope in those texts burned my eyes. Before I realized it, I was crying. Tears fell onto the screen. I tried to text her now. I wanted to tell her how much I loved her, how deeply regretful I was for the foolish plan I’d put in motion. How badly I wanted her back, so I could take her hand and make vows to her at our wedding. But as soon as I hit send, the message showed "blocked by receiver.”

I would never love Yoel again, but I would never forget about him too. He was the man who had been in my life for 28 years. Ever since we were young, I had already fallen deeply in love with him. Unfortunately, we had never loved each other at the same time before. When his love finally came, my heart had already died. Goodbye, Yoel Lawson.

Everything was perfect, he'd succeeded in driving his nephew to the wall, and he wondered how he would respond. The situation was dire for Asher. Would he give up himself and Maven to save his lover or would he give up Joan to save himself? If it was left to him or even the Asher of a year ago, the choice was obvious. But the Asher before him has been corrupted by Joan, by something as mundane and fleeting as love and affection.

She stayed sprawled on the ground, bleeding and staining the floor, eyes tightly shut as she endured the harsh spinning and pounding of her head. All this war... for what? She could feel his deep loathing, and she knew he wouldn't leave her unscathed. By not immediately killing her, he wanted to end everything of her: violate her, shatter her, embarass her—and he was almost successful. She was already embarassed enough having been useless during the fight, and she was further embarassed having to look like this in front of them. She wondered... would they still place their hope on her?

That makes you die a thousand times. And Yash was dying those deaths. He could feel the heat of the ash; it was still fresh. “I wish, I had the courage to pick up a little of this ash and stop you here for a lifetime but I do not wish you to suffer because of me even after leaving your body, I loved you, I love you and I will only love you, no one can change that, not even I, myself,” He said to the ash of her body before he wiped his tears.

June was smiling so hard her cheeks ached. But inside Xander’s mind, a plan was slowly forming. “I gave you everything. My love. My trust. If I find out you’re still in love with him… if I find out this is all a game to you… then I’ll turn this marriage into your slowest heartbreak.” The music ended. The crowd clapped. People rose to their feet in awe of their chemistry. Xander leaned forward and kissed June’s forehead tenderly. She wrapped her arms around him tightly, whispering, “I love you, Xander. More than words.”

"Selena.... I said I'm sorry" I could hear him sobbing from the background. "You know, your mother was right, you owe me nothing, perharps I'm truly cursed" I said in anger. "No Selena, none of that is true, Selena I love you" he said. I laughed "Did I just hear you say you love me? You don't really know what that means do you? love my ass! Just get lost!" I hanged up on him and burst into uncontrollable tears.

The love in their eyes made me feel that this trip through the human world had been more than worth it. I slowly closed my eyes. Right before they shut completely, I had a strange feeling and turned my head toward the narrow glass window in the door. Through it, I saw a handsome face with red eyes and trembling lips. It was Cole. My vision, my sense of touch, and my sense of smell began to fade as I waited for death to take me. Seconds before I lost my hearing too, I heard people shouting my name from all around. In the midst of all the noise, I caught one voice that wasn't loud at all. It should've been clear and cool, but right then it was hoarse. Its owner called out, "Izzy."

As time passed, he spent more time with me, and he started treating me better—so much so that I almost forgot all the messy stuff from before. I got lost in that fake kindness, falling all over again, foolishly believing he might actually love me. However, today, I found out that the past three years were just a game to him. A wild dream that crumbled to ashes at dawn. The guy in front of me was waiting for my answer. I looked up, and our eyes locked. "Of course not. You're engaged, so this is the end for us. Charles, I hope you find happiness." Charles, hearing what he wanted, somehow felt a pang of loss. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.