William Johnstone Ashes Series Complete Set Novels & Stories

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.

I choked on my breath as memories came rushing into my mind like a broken dam. I have to get a hold of myself or I'll lose it. “She begged for death,” Javan whispered. “But Father said she was sacred. She's a jewel So they kept her alive... barely, all these years.” A sound escaped my throat. Something between a gasp and a growl. “You’re lying.” “Am I?” he said. “You remember the basement in Dovewood Manor? The red room? You remember what they made us watch there?” Images flashed before my eyes.

If there is one common trait in the William's family it is that the men from the household don't play with their women they respect them and place them above any other thing. Mr Williams was the same even in their old ages he still loves his wife dearly and would do anything just for her even if it involves taking the life of another .he would do it for his love. He placed the key inside the door then twisted it then he twisted the door knob and pushed the door open. Both Mr and Mrs Williams stood stunned by the door. There was terror and fear in the eyes as they saw what was going on. They quickly snapped out of their trance and ran towards the bed , trying to free almost dead Anastasia fro

Sienna's POV A steel-toed boot slammed into my ribs, and I curled on the ground, coughing up blood. "Get up, little she-wolf." Chief Elder Marcus looked down at me, a vicious smile on his face. Behind him stood a dozen armed men—Brynn's mercenaries. "The game is over." I pushed myself up, blood dripping from the corner of my mouth onto the grass. The forest around us was burning. Jake and the other rangers were already down, lying motionless nearby.

I looked around again and once I was sure I was the only one, I walked away. ^^^^ With my hands raised over my head, I stared into the thin air, my eyes roaming around nothing in particular. Then, to the wall clock. Tick. I jumped to my feet and left the room. I wasn't sure where I was going to go but I at least needed answers if I was going to help the Alpha. I had a black overall on me while I walked barefoot into the cold night air, heart pounding. Where could stamps, seals and scrolls be made and kept if not in a study?

“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.”

“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.”