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A Flame in the Shadow
Huling Na-update : 2026-04-24
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Synopsis
Action
Dark Romance
Girl Power
Badboy
Hero/Heroin
Protective
Alternate Universe
Immortal Hero
Love-Triangle
For a thousand years, the city of Crescent Falls has survived beneath the shadow of an ancient savior. Each century, a man is chosen as an offering to Sariyah—the being said to have once driven demons from the world. When Bastion, the man Ember loves, is taken after daring to refuse her, Ember’s grief turns into defiance, and she vows to bring him home no matter the cost. Her search forces her into an uneasy alliance with Orion St. James, a dangerously charming immortal with a violent past and secrets tied to Sariyah herself. Bound together by a magic neither of them wants nor understands, Ember and Orion are drawn into a hidden war beneath the city—one involving cultists, monsters, and an ancient order known as the Watchers. As Crescent Falls begins to fracture, Ember experiences unsettling visions that hint her bloodline is far more entangled with Sariyah than anyone ever suspected. Strange new powers awaken within her, blurring the line between protector and destroyer, while enemies gather and old loyalties are tested. With the city on the brink of collapse and unseen forces moving in the shadows, Ember must decide how far she is willing to go to save Bastion—and whether becoming something darker is the only way to stop an evil that has ruled unchallenged for centuries. Because some thrones are not inherited. They are taken.
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Prologue
Prologue
The sky burned red as fire rained down on the city of Celestial Falls. Thousands of large leathery wings flapped blocking out most of the light. The city felt as if it was midnight in the middle of the day. The roars of the beasts were deafening as they swooped down grabbing anyone who was unfortunate enough to be on the streets. People screamed in agony as their loved ones and children were taken never to be seen again. Celestial Falls had been a quiet place to live before the portal opened and the creatures arrived. One day they were happily going on with their lives and in an instant, they were living in a city of fire and blood. They came when the portal opened, demons, beasts, and shadows that appeared directly from nightmares. They poured from the mountains like a sickness, crawling down through the trees dragging darkness behind them. Crops rotted in their wake. Churches burned in their unholy fire, and no prayer could stop the hunger coming in waves. The people begged for mercy; none came. Not until she arrived. Sariyah. She stepped from the heart of the Black Woods, alone and cloaked in shadows, as the city writhed in what would have been its final hour. The skies split above her. The monsters turned toward her with open jaws and dripping claws. She did not raise a weapon; she raised her hand. Shadows formed from her fingertips. With a whisper the air turned to ash. The demons screamed, shadows peeling from their forms as they dissolved into nothing. The ground split, the sky howled. Every creature that hunted in the name of darkness was banished. When the smoke cleared, she stood alone at the edge of a ruined temple. Her skin untouched, her eyes black as the void between the stars. Her dark hair flowing as if blown by wind that wasn’t there. The people bowed to her and wept in gratitude, she only smiled. “I have delivered you from this evil,” she said. “And I offer my protection to this city. I will keep the darkness that stirs at bay, but all things have a price.” She would sit on the Obsidian Throne in the Black Spire Castle and an offering would be made. Every hundred years, on the blood moon, one man would be given to her. He would be hers, body and soul for all eternity. The people, desperate and grateful agreed. The first offering came willingly, seeing it as an honor. A war orphan who believed her to be a goddess. He kissed her hand before the gates closed behind them. They heard his screams for three days. The second offering tried to run. The city guards dragged him to her feet. The third was a priest who believed he could pray her away. He could not. And so, the centuries passed. Celestial Falls rebuilt, not with stone, but with blood and sacrifice. The monsters never returned; the crops never failed. The city grew proud, prosperous, and untouched. All she asked was obedience, all she took was one man every hundred years. No one spoke of what she did with them. Until the tenth offering refused and the fire she once saved them from began to rise again.Pinakabagong kabanata
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OrionThe world is screaming. The hall is chaos. Shards of gold and black magic tear across the floor as the circle collapses, sparks of binding exploding against stone. I see Ember, I feel her body go limp in my arms, and then she’s gone. Not anywhere I can reach. I stumble forward, heart hammering. My hand lifts instinctively, but the threads of magic choke me. My boots scrape obsidian, sparks flying, and I am too late.“Ember!” I scream, but there’s no answer.I know. I know instantly. Lazriel has failed. No. No. I won’t accept that. I pull myself to the edge of the shattered sigil, staring at the air where she disappeared. My shadow pulses violently beneath me, echoing my anger and fear. Every muscle is coiled, screaming. I will find her. I will. But the Gate isn’t here. Not like it was in the ritual. Not tangible. Not something I can reach. The pulse, the pulling, the power, I can feel her. I can feel her blood, her soul, vibrating somewhere beyond the veil, but the threads are s
Huling Na-update : 2026-04-24A Flame in the Shadow Chapter 51
BastionThe entire world around me goes silent. The kind of silence that comes after something irreversible. I’m still on my knees. The world hasn’t caught up yet. The broken circle smolders in front of me, gold light flickering out in dying pulses. The air smells like burned metal and blood, Ember’s blood. My eyes fixate on the place where she fell. Where he killed her, where Orion drove a blade into her chest like it meant nothing, like she meant nothing. My hands curl slowly into fists.“Noooo.” The screams rips loudly from my chest before I even know it’s coming from me. She was supposed to stand beside me. The ceremony was supposed to bind us. Help me control her, protect her and keep her. Mine for all eternity.“She’s gone.” I growl. No one answers, of course they don’t. They all watched it happen. I rise slowly. My body moves on instinct now, the way it used to on deployment; when hesitation meant death. I begin to assess the targets and threats that are all around me. Lazriel
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EmberThe doors close behind me. The sound is soft, but it seals my fate. The grand hall stretches endlessly ahead, obsidian floors polished to a mirror, gold-veined pillars rising like molten trees, chandeliers burning with steady, ritual flame. The air is thick with incense and anticipation.Thousands of eyes turn toward me. They are not meant to be guests, they are witnesses. To triumph, or execution. My bare feet touch the sigil the moment I step forward. It reacts instantly. A low hum vibrates up through my bones, subtle but alive. Gold threads inlaid into the black stone flicker beneath my skin as though they recognize something in me. I walk slowly. The outer skirt of my gown whispers around me, silk disguising steel. The altered embroidery at my bodice tingles faintly as if it can feel the ritual building around it.I don’t look at Orion. If I look at him now, I will run. Bastion waits at the center of the circle. Black coat, gold cuffs, and an expression carved into something
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EmberThey burned incense in the fitting chamber to make it smell like roses. It does not hide the scent of fear. The palace hums outside the door, servants rushing, metal clinking, distant laughter rehearsed for a celebration no one believes in. Every corridor feels tighter now, the walls closer, as if the city itself is holding its breath for my binding.Two guards escort me inside, one remains by the door, the other leaves. Indira waits near the window, hands folded, eyes lowered. She does not bow. The door shuts with a heavy click. Silence swells between us. I stand in the center of the room while she circles me, measuring without touching.“You’ve lost weight,” she murmurs.“I’ve lost sleep.”Her mouth almost curves, almost. The dress rests on a mannequin behind her, black silk layered over something deeper. Ember red flickers beneath the outer sheen when the light strikes it. Gold embroidery spills down the bodice in intricate sigils, Sariyah’s chosen crest, altered just enough
Huling Na-update : 2026-03-03A Flame in the Shadow Chapter 5
EmberThe fire crackled low in the ruined catherdral, casting flickering shadows across the stone floor. We had made camp in what was once a place of devotion, though to which god or monster, I wasn’t sure. The stained glass had long since shattered, and vines choked the altar like nature had tried
A Flame in the Shadow Chapter 4
BastionThey say you can’t break a man who has something to hold onto. She knows that. She knows me. That’s why she’s trying to take Ember from my mind piece by piece.The cell I have been placed in is made of obsidian and the silence is deafening. My wrists are bound with a soul wire that hums eve
A Flame in the Shadow Chapter 3
Ember “I can feel you thinking.” I muttered, pacing the floor. Orion leaned against the doorway of the old rundown house we had taken shelter in, arms crossed, eye on the storm outside. The place smelled of mildew and the moisture was thick in the air. His silhouette looked carved from smoke- mo
A Flame in the Shadow Chapter 2
EmberThey say no one ever hears her arrive, but I did. I heard the hush of the wind change, the way the shadows twisted unnaturally along the stone path.I kept my eyes on the road where the procession always came. No horses, no carriages, just shadows.And then she came. Sariyah. Cloaked in starl
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