Cinder Series Novels & Stories

The witches from the Council and the Crescent Moon Pack had also raided the cabin but couldn't find any lead. They had performed a spell in an attempt to look through Hilda's memories, the French quarter witch who had found Jasmine at the cabin. She and the dead witches belonged to the French Quarter coven of witches and they were following a lead to find Jasmine. It led them to the cabin at the Greengrove but unfortunately, they were attacked and outnumbered by rogues, and witches bearing the pyramid symbol. The same symbol that was imprinted on the ranking officials of the Council right before they died. I just found out all of these were connected, especially to the prophecy and Cirilla w

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)

Cinder He couldn't rouse River. She'd passed out in his arms shortly after delivering the terrifying news about Dub. He cursed Aelnith Eventide under his breath. He'd taken too much. River was sick. Maybe even dying. Cinder didn't know! He had little long-term experience with humans. They seemed -very- fragile. She needed Inana, but Inana was possibly in more danger than River was.

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.

There are very few cilia, perfectly soft and damp from ever. Gordon Williams's hot breath brushes against Karen Goodwill's skin, touching her trembling and wet petals, making Karen Goodwill crave more than ever. She arches her body slightly, as if she wants Gordon Williams to place a kiss on that part. "Gordon, please! I can't stand it!"

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.