A Shadow In The Ember Novels & Stories

We needed to know what it looked like on the other side so we could get there but without knowing we had no way in. Before we reacted to do anything, the roof on the far end of the cave opened up. A jet came into the opening and landed on the cave floor. We were well hidden behind a rock in the cave. A man with long black hair tied at the back of his head emerged from the jet. There were two teenagers and a bald man who exited the jet with the black-haired man. I recognised the bald man from the mall when I was with Jack and Ashton, when I had a feeling that we were being followed.

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.

Corbin stepped up to us and said, “He’s the spirit elemental. He is capable of so much more than we think. I wonder if you could possibly do that too at some point.” Ember and I stood there and talked with each leader one at a time as they congratulated her on her victory today, then said farewell. Each group left through a portal to go home until the last two groups were the Mirror River Coven and the Scarlet Moon Pack. Talon and Rook both hugged Ember tightly before shaking my hand. We agreed that we would come visit them soon so Ember could see everyone. A little family gathering under normal circumstances would be good for all of them. Both groups soon left and now it was just Ember, Bas

“I’m sorry, I wish I could have stopped her” She tells me as I break the lock open, as I do I’m forced back as a force of nature bursts free from the cage, the black walls and floors crystallising and spreading, changing colour to light blue, as it changes so does the atmosphere around us, it’s easier to breath, To see, to feel. “Damn that feels better” Emberly whispers looking around then she points to the dark spot at the back of her mind, it’s seems to be where the darkness was coming from

Aria says. "I wouldn't do it if I thought it was putting you guys in danger. Don't worry about it." I say. Suddenly we felt the building shudder. Like there was an earthquake or something. So we all got up but it was a quick shudder. Not like an earthquake. But then it happened a second time. We all ran out to the courtyard and Angelo ran out behind us. The shadow witch was out there throwing bolts of power at the gate to the mansion. "What the hell is this?" I asked Angelo.

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

“It doesn't look like you're fine, and honestly if I were to say something, I'd say you're a better character than I am, I don't know about your current situation, or status or anything, and even if I knew, I'm not sure I know how to solve them, I mean the experience is like a celebrity trying to wash dishes, so whatever it is that you're hesitant to share, i just feel letting it out sometimes will makes you feel light of the burdens.” A better character? I bet she wouldn't say that, if she met Maverick Nightshade, would she still say that when she knew my intentions? When she knew everything Maverick Nightshade touched gets burned to dust? “Yeah, everything is fine when you're so perfect.”

Emilia asked, her heart racing with fear. Ryder hesitated before answering. "It's a shadow within you, Emilia. A dark presence that's been awakened by your powers. We need to get rid of it before it consumes you completely." Emilia felt a chill run down her spine. She knew that she had to face this shadow, but she was afraid of what she might find. Ryder led Emilia to a secret chamber deep within the Blackwood estate, a room that seemed to exist outside of time and space. The air was thick with the scent of incense, and the walls were adorned with ancient symbols that seemed to pulse with a mysterious energy.

Some ray of sunshine was flowing into the room, making their shadows stacked upon each other. “Stop being so naive.” Ember let out a sneer. “Mr. Lane, you’re no longer in my and my son’s world.”

Shade roared, his black-and-red form lunging forward, claws slashing at the air, the indigo runes flaring, the cracked earth trembling, the wind crackling, Kevin’s claws flexing, the hollow’s boulders looming, the Shadowborn’s whispers a roar, the battle a storm. Mara’s grin was sharp, her dagger gleaming, voice a fiery challenge, her brown eyes glinting with battle-lust, the bead cord on her wrist shimmering, the wind making her breath fog, her fire unyielding, the shard’s hum a taunt she’d silence, the cracked earth crunching, the hollow’s air heavy, the willows’ vines glowing, the scent of shadow a call to hunt, the battle raging. “Jas, let’s carve these bastards—first to ten gets to lead