A Vow Of Embers Novels & Stories

Vengeance is for God. She knows that. But for once, she wants to try it so bad. In time, rumors will fly through new skies. In time, all of the thousand cuts will be just some scars, and a million little stars will be align for a brand new start. Change is inevitable, but it is either for better or for worse. It will come and break through even in hardly-constructed fences, just like how Reiner and Bertholdt invaded the walls in the popular anime named Attack on Titan. But for her, how come that hatred and pain seems so odd and unbreakable that it will last forever? Mary Emily Trañilla can only wish that it will vanish like how the Beast Titan killed the soldiers headed by Captain Erwin Smit

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.

She looks beautiful sleek black dress, lips painted a daring red but beneath the glamour, her worry is clear. “I shouldn’t be here,” I murmur, shaking my head. “This isn’t real.” Emma sighs, her hands lingering on my shoulders. “I know. But you’re stronger than this. And maybe… maybe it won’t be as bad as you think.” A bitter laugh escapes my throat. “I’m marrying a man I barely know because my father threatened to destroy my life. It doesn’t get much worse.” Emma flinches, but her voice stays firm. “And yet, here you are. Standing tall, looking like a damn queen.” She pauses, her tone softening. “Do this on your terms, Sky. No one can take that from you.”

"That's your problem, not mine. Lionel tried to kill me. He committed assault with intent to harm, and I won't accept any mediation. Save your breath." Rhiannon cried, "Why must you do this? Are you trying to ruin him completely just because we're close?" I didn't say anything and walked away, not wanting to waste any more energy arguing with her. People didn't turn bad overnight, and hearts didn't drift all at once. "It's snowing, Boss," Jane said, handing me an umbrella. I declined it and kept walking. It was the first snowfall of the year. I couldn't help but think back to when I confessed to Rhiannon. It had snowed heavily that day, too. When she nodded, it felt like the whole world lit

I laid down on the floor, as I watched them squash my remaining child's head. "I'm sorry papa couldn't keep you safe", I muttered to them, the pains of betrayal coursing through my veins and rendering me useless, as I watched the man get closer to me, while raising his legs. "I hope you're safe Ember, you're our only hope" I whispered into the air as my eyes closed in on the darkness.

He presses a hot, heavy kiss against my skin, his golden eyes burning right through me. “True love demands absolute trust. It demands knowing you are a sovereign force, strong enough to take that ancient power by the throat and command it to heel. I choose to trust you. I choose to watch you burn bright, even when the risk of losing you terrifies me. You are made for immense greatness, Ember, and my only place is standing beside you, feeding that fire instead of stifling it to soothe my own panic. You are a fucking queen. You brought your father back from death—that eclipses every act of power I have witnessed in my entire life. And believe me, Ember Aragon, I have seen years of it. You outs

Despite standing before a king, he showed no sign of hesitation or fear. “Ember is someone I love and will always love. I made an oath before the Sacred Flame—one that no force in this world could ever change. If my heart ever betrays her, even for a moment, may that fire burn my name from the world and cast me into eternal darkness. “The Sacred Flame?” My breath caught. I stared at him in disbelief. Orion had never told me that.

One of the original Seven. “I didn’t abandon the oath,” Caelan answered. “I followed it. The prophecy is unfolding. The marked flame has risen.” They turned their masked faces toward me. I wasn’t sure if they were seeing me or seeing through me. “And you believe this girl,” another Watcher said with disgust. “This… Ember. She’s erratic. Mortal-born. Dangerous.” They weren’t wrong. But they weren’t right, either. “She faced Sariyah’s wrath and lived.” Caelan said, louder now. “She burns with fire none of us have seen in centuries.”

And seeing that made Ema’s chest feel even tighter. “I want to ask for a favor… please buy eggs for me.” Rossa spoke softly while giving a faint smile. “Livia said eggs can help wounds heal faster.” She looked at the money for a moment. “I don’t know if it’s enough… but just take all of it.” Ema immediately shook her head. “There’s no need to take all of it.” “How many eggs do you want?” “Five are enough.” Rossa answered while still trying to smile. “Alright.” Ema nodded slowly. “I’ll boil them for you.”

He had written, "Sera, you are my entire world. Thanks to you, my world is filled with light again. I will love you and protect you forever. I believe we will grow old together. We'll love each other for the rest of our lives." Seraphina read each line slowly. The piece of paper held 19-year-old Caelum's deep, youthful devotion. When she reached the end, she smiled in silence as moisture pooled in the corners of her eyes. She placed the vow back beside the bloodstone and carried both, along with the pieces of tapestry she had cut, into the garden. There, she lit them all on fire. Wordlessly, she watched as the tapestries and the bloodstone turned into a handful of ash.