Cinder Series Novels & Stories

Inez offered the Cinder Dagger, forged in volcanic glass and imbued with the essence of phoenix flame. “This blade can sever the Hollow’s tether to flesh,” Inez explained. “Use it wisely.” Petrov tested its edge, slicing a warded cord. Silver sparks flew, the ward unraveling in embers. “Powerful,” Sokolov murmured. Inez nodded. “Together, we can ignite every sealing circle in Europe.” They pledged the cinder dagger to the Circle and departed under cover of night, the flame-born relic tucked safely in Sokolov’s pack.

"You wanna split a pitcher?" Christine asked Meredith and Bianca as they were seated at their table. Two enthusiastic yesses made her laugh as she ordered. "If we make it through that one, I got the next," B raised her hand. "It's been a rough few weeks." Meredith gave an unladylike snort. "Tell me about it. This close to Christmas, people get insane and unfortunately, CRISIS starts filling up," she sank into the side of the man in her life, Tyler Blackfoot, leaning in as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

[ CASSANDRA ] After this statement of ANTOINE, I got angry. I then looked at him strangely and I said : -- Who are you to give me orders? I am not under your responsibility. You are not my family and I am not your prisoner. I'll go away and you won't be able to stop me. Afterwards, I wanted to slap him when Inès stopped me. -- ANTOINE and Cassandra please calm down. You're not going to fight because we're family now. (She says)

You came for the record. Elara’s heart dropped. The Ledger of Cinder wasn't a vial of air. It was a book. It was the master list of every soul Korth had ever collected, containing the secret locations of where the bodies were buried and the bloodlines they left behind. If someone had that book, they could find the heirs to every fallen kingdom in the world. They could start a hundred wars with a single page. "The Prince doesn't just want Oakhaven," Elara realized, her voice trembling with anger. "He wants the world."

To give a little bit of motivation to the wine as a truth serum, he poured a few drops of sodium thiopental (a substance that was used as a truth serum for spies to tell the truth). To Mara's surprise, the guards left the dining room before they finished their desserts. She was relieved. Now she thought of a plan to go to the private room and do what she was told to do. "Can I be excused, I need to freshen up", she said after she had her last seeing of dessert. The prince just nodded and continued with his last glass of wine. She poured her another glass and a few drops of the serum potion. He shook the glass for the wine to mix with the serum. He then waited for her to come back.

He just sighs in frustration for a moment, then gets to work. At this time, in his private mansion, Gordon Williams begins to rummage through his laptop, where there is data that Brian Broadman collected about Karen Goodwill. For some reason, Gordon Williams is now always curious and interested in Karen Goodwill. In his eyes, the present world he lives in is extremely dark, and Karen Goodwill appears like a thorny, resilient, strong rose that rises in the midst of barren land.

Let me know if you find anything about that dark sorcerer, I replied silently. Dren gestured for me to follow him, while Caspian guided Thaddeus in the opposite direction, towards his private study. As we walked down the corridor to the library, I tried to strike up a conversation with Dren. He was quiet, but he could be a valuable source of information. “Cinderbloom is such a unique city,” I began, glancing at the flaming torches along the walls. “The two events I’ve attended here have been unforgettable. Are there any more celebrations coming up soon?”

They huddled near the edge of a pit that shimmered with traces of Adrium—like veins of quicksilver beneath cracked earth. “Any sight of supervisors?”, tunde asked. “Not yet. But the drones are twitchy this morning. And the wall sensors flashed red earlier—someone might’ve tried crossing.”Abigail said. Samuel snorted.“Another desperate fool. They always forget about the lasers.” A sharp hum passed overhead. The three of them froze.A Citadel drone floated by—sleek, spider-like, with a smooth metallic eye that scanned the quarry below. A warning light blinked as it passed, and the trio waited silently until it was gone.

Cassie asks. They go over to the bookcases, and they all started looking for books that could have something on the relic but there was just a slight mention of it or a paragraph. But no pictures or anything that matches anything in the publications. Cassie goes back over to the bookcase and notices a book up high. She grabs the ladder and goes up it to get the book. "Cassie Be careful, you could fall." Nathan said going over to her helping her down. "Let me look in this book," Cassie said.

It was only during the night as I sat by the fireplace feeling the warmth of the cinders, I would truly feel free of all shackles. This was why I was nicknamed Cinderella by everybody around me but Mary would say, “Just because you are called Cinderella does not mean you will marry some prince charming. You are just a cinder; a piece of burnt coal which needs to be disposed off to some waiter washing dishes at Four Seasons”