Ashes And Embers Movie Novels & Stories

Then there was a room full of amber panels and mirrors "They must not take the amber!" Rurik shouted to his men. Charlotte, in his memories, could understand the Russian being spoken. A mighty roar shook the palace as bombs exploded in the distance, making the walls creak and groan. "The beast is coming!" a man shouted, and then he fled the room. Others followed him. Rurik stood alone at the entrance to the room as Dimitri Drakor came into view. His hands held balls of flame, and his eyes were bright yellow.

And yet instead of being comforted, coldness crept up and down her body. She shook her head and opened the paper bag. Her hand raised a black bonnet, in which she placed on her head until only a pair of cold blue eyes gleamed under the moon. She picked a lighter out from her pocket and lit the the paper bag on fire. A plastic scent filled her nose, but it was quickly replaced by the smell of smoke and the scattered ashes. She blew on the lighter, and the flame went out, then she looked back up to the sky and glared.

So when a Necromancer terrorist group waged war against law-abiding citizens and started wreaking havoc, the Chicago became a shitshow and immediately converted to a worst kind, not even the local normie police could handle. Which meant the best counterattack came not from local human authorities but in the form of government-backed Awakens. “Where the fuck is our cover fire?” Knight Adamson gritted his teeth and raise his hand casting a shield but flinched when magic bullets started raining down at them. He glanced over at his second-in-command and communications and infiltration specialist Sergeant Rina Abello, as she dropped down beside him, magically enhanced AKR-75 assault rifle tightly

Just as I thought I had lost any hope, Zion's voice fills my ears. “Elysia! Fuck are you still in there?” His panicked voice gave me a sliver of hope. “Zion, get us out of here! Help me!” I yell, my voice breaking as the smoke fills up my nostrils and mouth. I cough loudly. “Hold on! I'll do something!” Zion shouts. I use the edge of my blouse, fist it and cover Ian's face. His cries only get louder. “Elysia, move away from the door!” Zion instructs, and I scoot away, despite the scary flames of fire surrounding us. Unbearable heat sweeps up on my back but I tolerate it.

Ember pressed, her face illuminated by a flickering light panel overhead, casting her features in harsh relief. "The Ashen Guard." The name tasted like ash on my tongue. "Malagar's elite hunters. We tracked and captured fire-born creatures and anything else with power he wanted." My gaze flicked to Ember meaningfully. "People like you." The mark throbbed again, harder this time. I suppressed a grunt of pain and continued, words tumbling out like stones I'd been carrying too long.

​We broke the surface into a chaotic world of roaring wind and screaming alarms. ​I gasped, choking wildly, cold air and salt water tearing through my lungs as I coughed uncontrollably. The air burned like acid. All around us, the ocean was covered in a thick layer of burning oil, floating debris, and black smoke. The stern of the Vance Empress was gone, swallowed by the waves, leaving only the burning bow tilting high into the sky before sliding into the deep with a sickening roar. ​"I have her! Secure the line!" a voice roared beside me.

The love in their eyes made me feel that this trip through the human world had been more than worth it. I slowly closed my eyes. Right before they shut completely, I had a strange feeling and turned my head toward the narrow glass window in the door. Through it, I saw a handsome face with red eyes and trembling lips. It was Cole. My vision, my sense of touch, and my sense of smell began to fade as I waited for death to take me. Seconds before I lost my hearing too, I heard people shouting my name from all around. In the midst of all the noise, I caught one voice that wasn't loud at all. It should've been clear and cool, but right then it was hoarse. Its owner called out, "Izzy."

Shrapnel rained down on the flagstones as Julian and Maya dove off the elevated landing, rolling hard into the muddy ditch lining the access road. "Vance, move!" Julian roared over the din of the gunfire, tracking the muzzle flashes erupting from the top hatch of the carrier. Vance and the two surviving scouts bolted from the rear exit of the safehouse, utilizing the dense cluster of boulders to scramble up the steep incline toward the upper ridge trail. The mercenaries on the carrier shifted their fire toward the fleeing scouts, sending a lethal arc of bullets tearing through the pine needles above their heads. Maya didn't hesitate. She pressed her back flat against the cold stone of the dr

Asher's POV "No!!" Tesaa screamed. Emily smiled victoriously asbshe saw the small cottage engulf in flames, she had a satisfies smile on her lips and shebste the projectile weapon on the ground next tonher feetz unknown to her, she setbthe remote control as well. "Thwn that's jt, they both are dead."

Lucien shouted into his comms, “Extraction get the birds ready! Now!” Ember didn’t speak. She just ran. And for once, she wasn’t running from anything. She was running toward something. Minutes later outside, in the clearing The building behind them exploded, the sky lit in orange and ash. Lucien turned to Ember. “You okay?” She didn’t answer immediately. Just watched the fire rise. Then she looked at him, voice quiet and calm. “That place made me. Now it’s gone. So whatever I become next… that’s on me.”