Words Ending In Ash Novels & Stories

“I made the mistake of believing in something that wasn't real.” He did not look back. He did not stop. The chapter ends with me, the Queen of Nothing, watching the King of Ashes disappear, his back as cold and final as the tomb he was rebuilding around his heart, a tomb I had just helped him build.

Tanner said as he approached the lab table. “FPSG?” Kira asked as she finished opening up the last restraint. She held up the 9 mil with its suppressor that was not one she’d gone in the field with. “Dibs on the closest carbine.” Bones gave him a flat look. “Really?” “You got a better idea?” In the field, FPSG stood for First Person Shooting Game, which became bastardized, unofficial code across all branches of the military over the past hundred years for if you find a weapon, it’s yours to wreak havoc with.

I felt really bad for what just happened. "Don't worry about it, it's just a shirt" he tried to reason. "I am Jason by the way" he introduced himself, smiling a little. "I'm Ana" I returned. "Such a beautiful name for a pretty lady" Was he trying to flirt with me? I smile at him, he must be good with the ladies. Such a smooth landing. *** ASHTON I stepped out of the men's bathroom, the white stain on my black shirt didn't go away but it was manageable.

I beg as Ashley looked at me and walked faster. "Plssss naaaaaaa!!!!!" I shouted as Ashley turned back and sighed. "I've heard oo , let's go , this legs aren't going to jog themselves" she said as I smiled and jogged with her. . ........................ "Ladies!!" Someone said as Ash and I stopped jogging to see Ayodele walking towards us. " I see you are jogging" he said as Ashley confronted him. "Mus- ter- fer What do you want?!?" The way Ashley pronounced his name made me laugh internally. She mostly lived in France so she still has that accent when she speaks.

Henry did not leave immediately, he watched her from behind. “... my name is Ashley but a lot of really special people call me Ash, like my mum sometimes, ma'am Maria Denver, God bless her soul and my best friend Leonard," she said in a small singsong voice. “Maybe someday when you grow up a little you would be a special person to me and you might just call me Ash too" She picked him up from his cot and cradled him. “You’re such a cutie" she cooed. Asher smiled at her showing his growing teeth. “Aww, you are so cute, look who has a set of teeth...”. Asher flailed his hands excitedly, she steadied him and rubbed his back till he let out a loud belch.

Th is was it. A possible way to track Asher.

Apple. Words that had once seemed so simple upon her lips, now no more than a wisp within her mind. "Why don't we try something a little different with this last half hour?" He asked, and Ashlyn nodded. She stacked the cards together and slipped them into their box, placing it on the yellow shelf behind her chair with the rest of the flashcards.

"What happened to Asher?" "Asher was....

And somewhere out there, Asher was searching—unaware of how much had changed. How much Chloe had changed. ```

I've been cleaning the spaces she stood in for three years and I never knew. Ash says one word. Very quiet. *Ours.* I drop my left shoulder. Raise it. Drop it. Raise it. I go back to the forms. Left side. Open. Fixed.