An Autumn In Amber Novels & Stories

“I’ll be back soon.” They nodded, and Amber stepped out into the sunlight, her resolve quietly burning. She paddled along the riverbank, leaving the village behind. Her destination was clear—Mermaid. At the dock near Isis’s home, she halted, setting her paddle aside. Her heart beat faster as she scanned the calm surface of the water. She remembered Mermaid’s warning: No stones. So instead, she sang: “Worlds apart, that we are, but in friendship the wall disappears, that’s when you see me and I see you just the way we are. Just the way we are.”

It wasn’t the worst sexual encounter she’d ever had by any means, but it left much to be desired that was for damn sure. Amber showered and decided to make an effort, as she didn’t want to embarrass Leo by giving off that homeless vibe. She blew dry her hair, gave it a bit of volume, and dressed tastefully in a light cashmere sweater dress. She completed her look with leggings, boots, and a touch of classy makeup. The kind that hinted at barely there rather than screamed desperation and self-hatred. It was officially fall now anyway, so bring on the fucking boots and pumpkin spice shit.

I sat on the edge of a river with my feet in the water. A waterfall was directly in front of me dumping water into this river that runs thru a peaceful forest in my head. This is where I go. Sitting by the water watching it flow down past me carrying sticks and debris. I can see fish swimming past and I wish that I had a fishing poll with me. Its peaceful in this place, and I love it here.

~Axel’s POV~ “Amber?” “Uh… uh?” I glared at her with as much force as I could muster from a frozen floor. “My h-heart is still beating.” “Uh… uh.” “Amber!” I snapped and that caused her head to turn to me and her whole face went red despite the cold, which was genuinely impressive given that the temperature display behind her now read -22°F. “Will you s-stop looking at it?” I said flatly. “It’s the cold.”

Text messages poured in, and my phone lagged, freezing at the chat interface with Greyson. Greyson: [You're disgusting! Don't return to the Tromp family anymore! I'll tell them about your affairs!] [I feel dirty to have ever slept with you!] I wanted to explain, but I found it useless after typing a long explanation. Greyson would never believe me, so I deleted word by word. After a while, a call came in, and I subconsciously picked up. The unfamiliar male voice was extremely vulgar. "How much for one night? I've seen your photos, and I'm satisfied!"

There were only a couple of other kids that chose to read over the computers. I browsed the bookshelf searching for a book to read, my step-father set fire to all my books in the wheel barrow when he first moved in with us. I picked a book up from the shelf, my father had bought me it before he died, I was surprised to see it in a school library. The Darkest Minds. I found my way over to a comfy seat in the corner of the room. Fishing out my glasses from my bag I made sure no one was looking before I put them on. "Hey." A boy interupted me three chapters in. "I'm Aaron." Peeking up from behind my book I saw a guy staring at me with a huge grin on his face. I had no idea how long he had been

Amber stood in the center of the room, systematically smashing the portraits of successive Chase Alphas that lined the walls. Her eyes glowed amber, her claws extended as she swung the silver bat at a family portrait, sending glass and frame fragments flying. "Amber," I called softly, approaching her with careful steps. She turned to me, her beautiful face contorted with rage and pain. "They want to celebrate my birthday now," she said, her voice breaking. "After all these years of making me feel worthless on the one day that should have been mine." I moved closer, ignoring the glass crunching beneath my shoes. "I know, love. I know."

When they got out of the mansion Amber couldn't help but be amazed at what she saw. It was getting dark and the orange color of the sky which was increasingly swallowed by the night which made the surroundings even more beautiful. It seems to have further beautified the garden along with the different flowers. "Come on, ma'am. You will be meeting the Master in that hut." Dindi pointed the direction they will be heading. "Can I stay here for a moment?" Amber's eyes are shining because of font and amusement. "But ma'am ---" "Please." She interwined her hands and gave Dindi a pleading look.

My Fer, she is all I have left. I slump back in the seat, trying to see out the darkened windows of the car. Through the windscreen I can make out the mountains of the Wildlands looming black against the gold and magenta of the Wolf Moon sky. On either side of the car, the outlines of forest pines whoosh past in blurs of bristly bark and spiky spruce needles.

, I’m almost groaning. "Don't get me wrong,” she says slowly, her gelatine-like eyes burned with sincerity as she gazed at me. “There is a beauty in your rebellious spirit and all. Your defiance of women's place in our New Eden. And I admire that. But let's be real, Amber. It's a beauty that women in our position can't afford. Your defiance ain't going to get you anywhere, sweetheart. It’s just a slow, painful sucide," she said