Novel & Cerita A Shadow In The Ember

Memories of her childhood flashed through Ember’s mind as she navigated through the route leading to the secluded mansion. It had always been her sanctuary, a place where she had felt safe and loved. Now, it was nothing more than a desolate reminder of what she had lost. When Ember finally arrived, she hurriedly parked her car in-between some trees, to keep it away from sight, looking around to make sure, no one was secretly watching, she ran towards the direction of the mansion

It is so dark here… I want to get out from here but I can’t move my hand and lags feels like I am paralyzed… Why? I am trying my best to move but I can’t. Why? Help! Help! I want to get out from here… soon I lost my hope… Unexpectedly, I saw someone swimming towards me giving me her hand and she is a girl… girl? I can’t see her face, I want to see her… who is she? It is so dark here; I want to see her but unfortunately… “Sam”, I heard someone is calling me, it sounds similar… I realized that,

Amino leaned sideways, waiting for the answer that he expected so much. “I-” Alberu opened his mouth. “I know.” Amino cut him off. “I know your deepest desire.” && “Ah!” All eyes turned at the voice. It was Shadow. She was inhaling contentment with a wide smile from ear to ear. Shutting her eyes and leaned toward the sky. Both of her arms expanded to the side while she was feeling the hollow wind that slapped her skin. The birds and the butterflies were coming down from wherever they were and now lined up in a circle while conveying the news that they found.

My heartbeat begins to quicken and before I can stop it I’m eight years old again. One thing that I have always found very weird is that when I have these flashback, I don’t feel the pain that I must have endured. I have these little clips in time but not the memory of the pain. Instead, I feel the emotions that I felt the terror and sorrow that I was in. I felt happy at first. It was a boring day at home. I was playing in my room shaving the hair off of my barbies and designing new outfits for them out of some of my old clothes. I had always been an odd duck and never much of a girl. I liked playing in the mud and playing sports. One this particular day I was still in my pajamas because nob

But the more I pulled, the more complicated everything became. At midnight, my phone buzzed again. *“The mirror shows what’s hidden. Look closer.”* I glanced at my reflection in the windowpane. The woman staring back at me was pale and exhausted, but her eyes burned with a quiet determination. Slowly, I moved closer, finger trailing the cold glass. And then I saw it — a flicker, subtle but unmistakable. A shadow moving just behind my reflection, a shape that didn’t belong. My heart skipped. ---

Ice asks. “A witch I met in New Orleans,” Bo replies with a smile. Seems like more than a friend to me. “She’ll meet you at the airport when you land in Portland. From there, it’s about a six and a half hour drive to Crescent Shadow territory.” I nod my head. Ice sees my face and turns to them. “Can we go now?” She asks. “Of course,” Gray nods his head. “Get some sleep. Tomorrow will be a long day, you’ll need your rest.”

Golden arrows slowly emerged, timidly trying to chase away the shadows of the night. The great fire disc made its appearance. First, it emerged as a red line growing wider and wider until it rose victorious into the angelic blue sky, ready to stretch its arms over the whole earth. It tamed its color slightly, becoming comforting as it shyly soaked up the night frost with which you would think it was soothing its own color.

As Caelum’s body dissolved into motes of silver light, Iris’s spirit faded too, her voice lingering like a lullaby. “Balance… at last.” Vaelor’s Ember But far below, in the heart of the battlefield, a small ember of shadow pulsed faintly. Unseen, it whispered in a voice colder than death: “Balance is temporary… but darkness… darkness is eternal.”

Jamal cherished their friendship dearly, unaware of Natasha's growing desire for something more. One Wednesday morning after a rigorous gym session, Natasha's car halted in an unfamiliar neighborhood. Rain started pouring heavily as she struggled to diagnose the issue. Her attempts to call for help were thwarted by a lack of signal, leaving her stranded. Fortunately, fate intervened as Jamal jogged by, recognizing Natasha and offering his assistance. He shielded her from the downpour and inspected the car, realizing it was beyond his expertise he then suggested they head to his nearby house while the rain persisted. Upon arriving, Natasha was grateful for his hospitality as he provided her w

I finally said as I was passed into Javi’s arms. “I’m so fucking sorry baby, I’m so--” “Shh,” I cut him off. The darkness came again. I was in the dark again, like the time I saw Noora years ago. But there was nothing, just darkness. I tried yelling for someone, but there was nothing. What the hell did this mean? I thought about what Noora said in the first dream, and it all made sense. The prize was the bomb, I knew that now, and I never took my eyes off it, and maybe I was meant to see it through.