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Leaving Erica's office, I felt agitated and on edge. I was used to controlling my emotions and my actions but at this moment I felt like I would explode. I had begun to pry open the safe that I kept locked in my mind and feelings were beginning to seep out while I desperately tried to push them back in. On my way home, I called my husband and told him that I needed a break, and asked if he could watch the children so that I could spend the night at the casino alone. Usually, you would have a good time staying at a casino, but I was more interested in the free room that they give you for gambling there in the past. I needed that free room right now. I do not want to put this burden on my fami

Whatever the cause, I found myself gasping for air as my surroundings slowly appeared to me. Lance’s voice was panicked. “Esmerelda! What happened? Are you alright?” He took my face in his hands and, then, positioned his so that it was only inches away from mine. “Look at me.” The oh so familiar sense of well-being and safety that swept over me when I felt the firm warmth of his strong hands and I looked into eyes that were filled with concern was such a welcome sensation after seeing the unfriendly evilness of the magician and who I assumed was his uncle that I wrapped my arms around his neck and clung like a child would to her protector. He made no move to pull away, but he also did

She tried comforting herself that it wasn't Ethan, but his handwriting was there bold and clear. The police had searched everywhere for him but couldn't find him. That was when Daniel came into her life. He had been supportive and helpful to her without demanding anything from her. Though they were not a couple as people termed them to be, she was truly grateful to him. Their lives have been going on smoothly with several business expansions all over the world before she received a letter two days back that had only four words she feared the most now. It read, 'COMING BACK FOR YOU…Ethan'.

They are led to the throne room where the queen of the witches sits. A woman steps forward and approaches the group. “Hello Rex, welcome back and who are they? So I can introduce them to the queen? " asks the woman. “I am Hector. Nice to meet you,” says Hector. “I am Ash. Lovely to meet you,.” says Ash. “I am Ruby, beautiful dress, .” says Ruby. The woman smiles and steps back. “My queen: Rex, Hector, Ash and Ruby from Ember City,” says the woman. The queen motions them forward. Hector and Rex come forward. Ash and Ruby stay back a few feet. All bow lightly out of respect for the queen.

When Ember finally arrived, she hurriedly parked her car in-between some trees, to keep it away from sight, looking around to make sure, no one was secretly watching, she ran towards the direction of the mansion Her knees felt weak below her, as she saw, the state of her family house. The condition of it was beyond anything she could have imagined. The once-beautiful estate, with its pretty gardens and elegant architecture, was now reduced to an abandoned site, filled with ashes. Ember’s heart ached and her body whimpered, as she took in the scene, the reality of her loss hitting her like a physical blow. ~~~Ember~~~ "Ember" a voice called out, breaking me from my daze. I turned around to se

The warmth around the Heartfurnace faltered. One by one, torches dimmed. Children cried out in confusion. A baby wailed. A wind, unnatural and whispering, began to circle the village. Sarah shouted from the other end of the courtyard. “He’s not here to fight—he’s here to disrupt! He’s a living null zone!” Emma stepped forward. “Then I’ll give him something he can’t steal.” And she did the unthinkable. She poured all her Ember into the air. A pulse of raw, defiant heat spread through the village like a shockwave. It was not controlled. Not focused. But it was alive.

“Ember…” “But now,” Ember whispered, “so are you.” She pressed her palm to Kaela’s heart. The fire flared — not the soft warmth from before, but a violent surge of red and gold that burned through Kaela’s body. Kaela gasped, her eyes wide, and for a moment, it looked like the flames might consume them both. Then it was over. Kaela’s head fell back, her breath gone. Ember pulled her hand away, her fingers shaking. Her eyes flickered gold again, then black. “She was already dying,” she said quietly. “I only made it fast.”

Guardians, maybe, or echoes of the First Ones Sylvara mentioned. Before I can ask, a new figure steps from the shadows of the courtyard’s edge—a woman with skin like burnished copper and hair that flickers like flames, cascading down her back in waves of red and gold. Her aura is a blaze of orange and crimson, so intense it makes my eyes water. She’s older than Sera, maybe in her thirties, but the resemblance is unmistakable: the same fiery energy, the same sharp jawline, the same way of moving like she’s daring the world to challenge her. “Lena, this is Cassia Emberheart,” Sylvara says, gesturing to the woman. “She’s an elemental, like your friend Sera, and a guardian of the Hollow’s southe

Dalilah's camera clicked before her feet had finished materializing, the flash catching the crystal spires in a burst of reflected light that made them look like they were already photographing themselves. "This is not the Wastelands," she said, and her voice carried the weight of someone who had memorized the Council's descriptions and was now watching them crumble. "The Council called these lands cursed. Barren. Uninhabitable." "The Council called them what they needed the world to believe," I replied. "They gave me garbage and expected me to drown in it. I chose to build a city from the refuse." Emberlyn's mouth opened, closed, opened again, her worries rendered meaningless by a city that

Hamilton scolded without a second thought. “Oh. Right. Wait. But don’t we need skills and materials too?” “I’m sure Angie has an idea.” Angie pointed down the road without saying a word. Those who had been paying attention to their conversation looked at where Angie pointed and finally noticed what laid on the other end of the road. There were tall concrete structures that looked like melted wax. “Are those…?” Hamilton and Miryam whispered breathlessly. Their eyes were wide and filled with wonder. “It’s only a matter of time before we’d run into an abandoned city, or whatever it was.” Angie answered their question before they needed to ask.