Words Ending In Ash Novels & Stories

ELISHA’S POV I’d just finished checking up a quiet little girl named Asha, who had the biggest, most soulful eyes and a habit of whispering answers to every question. “You’re all set,” I said, handing her mom the dietary handout and smiling down at Asha. “No more marshmallows for breakfast, okay?” Asha gave me a shy nod and ducked behind her mother’s coat. Her mom mouthed a grateful “thank you” and led her out.

That was a win for us if it was where the finish line was. Sooner, we got close to the brick wall. I was astonished. We looked for the finish line but there was nothing. I got excited for nothing. "But this can't be the end of the forest? I thought forests don't have ends and you go in circles at best. What to do now?" "I will check it out." Ash said and walked closer to the brick wall and closed his eyes, as if trying to feel the energies the wall contained. "It's a barrier. Not an ordinary one." Ash delivered.

"What's..umm...I think he said rimming?" I hear Ash groan loudly at the word and he covers his face with his hands. "Honestly Braze...it's when....omg...It's when.." Ash explains to me what it is and after more questions I'm beat red and Ash is lying sprawled out onto the floor, totally defeated. "SOMETHING MORE YOU WANNA KNOW BRAZE?!" He shouts. There was one more thing I remember her mentioning..

Slowly Ash goes away muttering to himself. The next two days fly past; we learn how to fight with swords and to protect ourselves with shields. Then on the last day we go over everything we have learnt. Were both good at different things, Ash is good at hand-to-hand combat and sword fighting. He can also run well but I can keep up with him so we called it even. I’m good at throwing knives and shooting with the bow. This is good because we have a variety of things we can use for protection. While ‘saying goodbye Riley comes out with some gifts

"These boobs... I could play with them all day." Asher smirked. "From now on, we will call them tits, Dan. She's our slutty little toy, remember?" The word sent a shiver through me... I loved the degradation in those moments, that was what I signed for anyway. "Mmm, yes... call them tits," I whimpered. "It's time," Asher said, his voice authoritative. "Time to fill you with two cocks. Use that mouth, cunt, and ass for our pleasure... and yours."

“What is?” “That you know my name. Everyone here knows my name. But I don’t know yours.” “Desperate, are we?” She’s right. And fuck if that doesn’t get under my skin more than it should. I want it—the intimacy of it, the claim. My grin turns sharper. “Always. Fix it, sweetheart. What do I call you when I take you home?” “When?” Her eyes flash, a flicker of heat across her face before she reins it in. She licks her lower lip, as if testing how far she can go. “Ash,” she whispers, her lips curling at the edge. “You can call me Ash.”

I finished as the doors opened. "There's our fearless leader. What are we up against?" Asher asked. He was playing with some kind of machine, like always. His fingernails browned from grease, with a matching smear down his cheek. His butterscotch eyes alight with a child's joy and an adolescent's irreverence.

They showed more cheek than I was comfortable with, but part of me liked the adrenaline that came with trying something daring and new. “My favorite part are the straps.” Delaney gushed, grazing the thin pieces that crisscrossed around my waist with the tips of her fingers. “They draw attention to your curves.” Through the mirror, I locked eyes with Olive. A slow smirk spread across her plum painted lips. One I couldn’t help but match. “Hael Ashford, eat your heart out.” By the time we arrived, the party was in full swing. Since the Ashford estate sat at the top of a very tall hill, it was easy to see the number of students milling in and out of the house.

Miss Jane said. Ashley carefully arranged all of her things. When she was done, she turned to Miss Jane. "It's not too late to attend classes yet. If you don't mind, I'll show you to your class young lady" Miss Jane suggested and that was it. Ashley flew off the handle. "Why are you calling me young lady, My name is Ashley!" She yelled and Miss Jane flinched. "A-S-H-L-E-Y" She emphasized. Now, that got her dad. "Ashley, manners!" he sterned and Ashley rolled her eyes.

The villains didn’t die in the storm. They learned how to dance in it and built a kingdom that would never fall. And the legacy of the family… was only just beginning. The End!