Novel & Cerita A Shadow In The Ember Audiobook

“Don’t worry. Just the hangover is worse, but it won’t hurt him. A little like bee stung, maybe.” We marched towards the woods, but all I could hear was Everlee’s fast heartbeat. “Everlee, relax. Your heartbeat is obstructing my hearing,” Shadow said. “It would be hard to find him if you’re distressed.” “I’m sorry. I’m just worried about him.” “We all are.” Shadow took a deep breath. “Let me do my mojo.” It made me chuckle. “Go ahead, infant witch. Do your thing.” “Shut up, macho man.” She took a deep breath and shut her eyes. “Wow. I don’t hear anything other than insects and wind. I think your brother is a pathfinder.”

My mom converted the recorded message into a file and sent it to Chandler. He eagerly opened the file containing the audio. Inside, my cold voice began to play slowly: [I hate you, Chandler. In this life and the next, we will never meet again.] Chandler’s phone slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground with a loud crash. He closed his eyes in despair, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Mariah…” he whispered hoarsely. “I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.” I thought he would never listen to that recording again but who would have guessed that for many years after, he would continuously replay it?

Thank God she had no idea what was happening around her. So, the mask was coming off. It must have realized it had no power over him and could not sway him to kill Faye. It was revealing its true intentions. ‘Who are you?’ Eli asked. He struggled to keep his voice steady. This was not something he had ever faced before. ‘What are you?’ It laughed, its voice reverberating all around. The air seemed heavy and the smell of rotting, burnt flesh permeated the entire room. ‘I am of the darkness, sent to destroy your precious witch. Long we have waited for this moment.’

"All this assumes you even make it through the journey." I frowned at her. "What do you mean?" "The place you're going is called Ember Hallow. People have sought answers there, but only a handful have returned. Those who do are often changed, not themselves anymore. Some go mad, others are forever silent. Ember Hallow isn't for the faint of heart. The answers you find might break you, or they might make you. " She shrugged. "You can't know." "I see," I said, turning back to the men and offering them a smile. "And that's what you guys were arguing about, yes?" I asked, the smile still on my face.

“Oh come on, Z! Not that argument again. How many times should I tell you? You are not a human, okay? You’re a Shadow Wielder. You’ve been born here. That’s irrevocable!” Some of the tourists nearby stopped on their track, their eyes wide as though they’ve heard such a disgusting thing. “What?” he spat, his ears burning red. “I’m just telling the truth. Every one of us here is a Shadow Wielder. That’s what you call someone who can manipulate a shadow. Seriously, don’t you know all that?” Feeling the heat rushing up to her cheeks, Z said under her breathe, “Lower down your voice! You’re embarrassing me.”

I use my better judgement and hold off until I get to the casino. Forty-five minutes later I’ve checked into my room and am now getting my belongings organized for the night. I don’t plan on leaving the room, so I start the shower and turn on my portable speaker. I sit on the bathroom floor that is now covered in the extra pillows from the bed and let the sound of water and music sooth me. I let my head fall back against the wall and start trying to unravel the emotions that have me on edge. As my emotions rise, I feel my eyes start to blur from the tears that are building up inside of them. I take a deep breath to calm myself and then I open a bottle of Martini-Rossi and light a cigarette.

I clear my voice and took a deep breath as I mentally prepare myself to read this monstrosity. ’I love you. I know for a fact that I will never be able to understand why you question how much I do... But you have given me something I’ve never had. And that’s my shadow. Love isn’t selfless, sweet, or innocent. Love is dark, selfish, and passionate. And I wouldn’t have known what love genuinely was without you. Love is a dangerous drug with intoxicating feelings as side effects. You may think being my shadow is terrible, but what is light without its darkness? What’s a life without the inevitable death? You must realize how much you mean to me, right? I even made this sappy speech for you. But

A voice crackled over the intercom, signaling their departure. Sienna took one last look out the window, watching the lights of the city flicker in the distance. “This is really happening,” she murmured. Enzo took her hand, lacing their fingers together. “Yeah. It is.” As the plane lifted off, carrying them toward the life they had fought for, Enzo allowed himself one last thought of the past. And then he let it go. Luca stood in the shadows, the glow of the cigarette between his fingers the only light around him. The roar of the jet engines filled the night, vibrating deep in his chest as he watched the plane carrying Enzo disappear into the darkness.

He stepped in, gently but firmly took Sarah off my hands, and guided her to the car parked outside the auditorium. Reporters were hot on our trail, their cars zooming behind us in a frenzied chase. Within half an hour, we pulled up to Saint Mary's Hospital. I had barely helped Sarah out of the car when a booming voice, laced with shock, called out. "Avery? What brings you here?" A distinguished-looking elder with shiny badges on his uniform approached us with purposeful strides. "Hello." "Feeling under the weather? Where's your other half, not with you today?"

Like a heartbeat that wasn’t mine. “She sees through the veil,” Ember continued. “She’s speaking to the other side.” I blinked. “What does that mean?” Link stepped behind me, wrapping an arm around my waist protectively. Logan stood near the edge of the circle, watching the trees. Always watching. “It means she’s reaching beyond what even Logan touched,” Ember whispered. “Fire can burn. But shadow? Shadow remembers.” Link I wanted to burn the entire forest down just to give her light. This darkness—it wasn’t natural. It moved like it had intention. Like it breathed.