William Johnstone Ashes Series Complete Set Novels & Stories

I forced a smile at her, she bowed and only started to clean up the cuts when I agreed. “What did you come here for, earlier?” I asked, voice cracking. “The Alpha asked me to drop this dress for you.” She pointed to the clothes that hung on one corner. Red, puff hands and a slit on the right. It had beads sewn over the neck and the wrist of the hand and I loved it. My heart clenched at my admiration for the dress. “Fifteen hours, little one!” “You should leave, once I leave the room, you can come in and take care of the mirror.” I snapped at the maid who seemed confused.

“For both of them.” He reached into the depths of his coat and pulled out a small, jagged shard—its obsidian surface gleamed menacingly in the dim light, etched with an ancient symbol that pulsed faintly, as if alive. “We will test the ward tonight. Just a whisper—just enough to see if she feels it.” With fervour, he turned to his men, his eyes ablaze with intensity. “And when she does, she’ll start to unravel. That’s when we move.”

Smoke billowed through the opening, and we ducked behind what little cover the cramped room offered: Hail behind a stone pillar, Lena beside an overturned table, me crouched behind a massive iron chest. Six figures pushed through the smoke, weapons raised. They wore mismatched armor cobbled together from scavenged materials, but their movements were disciplined. At their center stood Kade Blackthorn, looking like he'd walked straight out of the apocalypse and decided to become its poster boy. He wore a hood pulled low, but I could still see the calculating gleam in his eyes as they swept the room. A jagged scar ran from his temple to his jaw, and his mouth curved into that peculiar, cold smi

It was horrifying. I kept looking down as he opened the box and chess pawns clicked with each other. My eyebrows made a little frown, not deep enough to show emotions, but good enough to show him that I am confused. I slowly looked up from his hands to his arms, which were enough to suffocate anyone with one easy hold. His folded sleeves showed his popped out veins, and then his chest, which has a platinum chain hanging around his neck, has a locket of a wolf pack. His Adam's apple moved, and my eyes went upwards, towards his face. I was brave till then, but as soon as I looked into his eyes, something burned inside me, maybe my soul. I quickly looked down and my breathing deepened. He was l

“How did it go?” Rome shook his head. “Not that well. Okay, I guess. I mean--I didn’t get kidnapped. So that was something.” “What was that bit about Ruby Waterstone?” With a sigh, Rome brushed his hair back and let it go. It fell perfectly back into place. “We found a bug in my jacket pocket when we left the restaurant. Bart wasn’t exactly sure what it was, so he drove it to Ruby’s house and threw it in the yard. If they were intending to track me, they could follow it there. If it was a listening device, they got nothing out of it.”