X And Ash Novels & Stories

His focus went back to what he held in his hands and that stirred up some questions in my head that I had to ask. He spoke calmly and that reduced the tension in the room. “Are you some type of a genie?” “It’s not a kettle, it's an urn.” “Do you live there?” “I just said I'm a wolf shifter, young girl?” He always has this 5-7 seconds of uncomfortable pause before he speaks, like he tries to formulate words in his head. “My ashes were kept there.” His throat worked Your ash? Please, Emmett, make everything you're saying make sense and be more realistic

Xavier's heart sank again. He squatted down and gently stroked Ash's head, saying, "I'll be heading back to work now. I'll come to see you guys again another day, so behave yourselves and make sure to listen to everything Brody says." Ash pursed his lips, stubbornly remaining silent. Xavier's disappointment hit an all-time high, though he opted to remain silent about it. He simply pulled Ash into a hug, feeling the comforting warmth of the small frame—this was his and Gabriella's own flesh and blood.

the water Woah… the whole crowd gasped , they seem to be invested in the it at this point , That was a long time ago. You Surely can't equate that to the current me ,I take way Stronger stuff ones that will kill you if you dared to try them and I definitely don't care what my mother had to say Zach was doing this on purpose, he always had this sort of competitive spirit when Ryan is involved, if Ryan threw a party today he always intended to throw a bigger one , which is why he went as far as taking Ryan's girlfriend

For a minute, Asher didn't think that Xavier would say anything else, but Xavier could not be at a loss for words. "That's never stopped you before." Asher chuckled. "Yeah, well, a woman has never been brutally honest with me either." Xavier's head flipped toward Asher, and his eyes widened. "Oh, do tell." Asher chuckled again and shook his head. "Not a chance in Hell." Xavier groaned and threw back the rest of his whiskey, muttering something under his breath that soundly awfully like 'douche-canoe.' Silence fell over the pair, and nothing but the crackling fire filled the void.

Xander. Sitting quietly in his wheelchair near the shade of the trees, his eyes locked on them, his face pale but full of emotions June couldn’t even begin to describe. He didn’t smile, he didn’t wave. He just looked at June, and then at Valerie, as though both pieces of his soul had suddenly appeared right in front of him.

She kissed my chest. "I love you and I know that you love me too. That's the only reason why we both haven't killed each other. But we have destroyed each other beyond repair... We are not the people we met and fell in love... I am not angry at you but I also can't forget whatever you have done to me... We are damaged and we can't fix it. The fire between us has turned into ashes now..." "Don't say that..." I am ready to take any punishment to fix it.

Either way, it just kind of happened. Twenty-three year old Alex is desperately trying to work out one of his many math problems on his homework when, out of the corner of his eye, a bright light catches his attention. He turns his head, looking out the window, and there, on the roof right across from his, so close to Alex own roof that Alex could have touched his foot, was the one and only Ash.

In less than 2 minutes everyone is there. "what is this about?" Ajax grumpily asks, probably just woken up from a nap, his hair is messy and his shirt is ripped- wait that isn't a nap. I suddenly blush when I realise they're all looking at me Ashley shakes her head, and then tells the problem to the gang, "we met Armstrong. " "you mean jaxon Armstrong?" Eli asks. Ashley : "no Neil Armstrong, yes of course bloody jaxon Armstrong" "oh shit." I hear ajax growl

A warm smile spread across his face as memories of their past interactions flooded his mind. "Wow, Mr. Jeff! It's been the longest time. How have you been?" Drake exclaimed, his voice laced with genuine delight. Mr. Jeff's face lit up with a grin as he extended his hand for a handshake. "Drake, my friend! I've been well, thank you. It's good to see you." The two friends exchanged a hearty handshake, their camaraderie evident in the way they greeted each other. "So, when are you going?" Drake inquired, his curiosity piqued.

The moment one of them saw her, he stood up immediately with a bright grin. “Hey! Alina!” he said, walking toward her. “I’m Asher the one you were staring at yesterday. You’re wondering how I know your name, right? Well, your boyfriend here told us.” He jerked his thumb toward Liam, who was calmly sitting at the head of the table, eating as if nothing unusual was happening. Alina blinked, surprised. “Oh… nice to meet you,” she said shyly, returning his smile. Asher grinned wider. “I love that smile,” he said playfully, then turned to the guy sitting next to him. “That’s Xavier,” he said, smirking. “He’s pretty much useless, so you can ignore him.”