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Scars into Ash

Scars into Ash

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jul 23, 2026
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⚠️ CONTENT WARNING: This book is rated Mature (17+). It is an urban fantasy action-romance that explores the heavy psychological aftermath of severe childhood abuse, confinement, depression, and trauma recovery. Includes graphic action sequences, dark themes, and explicit physical intimacy between fully consenting adult characters in later chapters (18+). Reader discretion is advised. You have been warned It was dark. Blood on the floor. Medical tools scattered. She couldn't breathe. She felt like she was back in that hell... "Jade! The blood, the smell... Jade!" The scent of copper, iron, and stale food. "Jade! The scientist's twisted face... Jade!!" "Wake up! To the quiet neighborhood surrounding The Golden Bean Cafe in 2007 Tokyo, seventeen-year-old barista Ishioka Ashai and his regular shift partner, Yasuda Jeido, are just normal, quiet teenagers. They share a cozy apartment share donuts, and love sleeping. But not all as it seems they hide their true selves behind strict morning routines and oversized hoodies. No one has any idea that beneath the surface, they are natural-born elemental benders-or that they carry the hidden biological traits of a wolf and a cat, surviving a dark, illegal laboratory that stripped them of their names. But their sacred sanctuary is built on borrowed time. When a rogue military file unmasks the mastermind behind their childhood torment, their quiet life collapses. To protect their freedom and their deep, protective love, they must pull on their tactical gear, and plunge straight into a gritty, underworld of weapon smugglers and corporate conspiracies. The monsters who gave them their scars are coming back. But this time, they are going to burn the facility to the ground.
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