Dying Embers 소설 & 이야기

She couldn't even form full sentences. " It was dark and cold. We felt like spectators in our own bodies. I called out to you boys, hoping you all would hear me, but I didn't feel you at all. Instead, we felt Ember. Her spirit reached inside of us and pushed War away. Damien cannot kill her. Ember is still in there. Ryder is in there as well", Dad spoke. "Ryder is in there?", I asked him, making sure I heard him correctly, and he nodded.

"I should pretend, after sleeping with my boyfriend on my bed, who gives a rat's ass about you, I wish everyone of you dies." "Hey, stop that,' Jeremy whispered as he got close to me. I shrugged his arm off me and continued. "I don't know what you actually think you are by getting in bed with my boyfriend, but I hate you so much, you disgust me. I wish you would die on a train and be scattered to pieces." "How dare you?" He snarled, wanting to attack me when Noah blocked his path and shook his head. "Don't do this, Aiden."

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

Aric's arms tightened around me as I wept, my body shaking from the force of it. Soon he released, and Ember and Elara's arms came around me. We went down on the ground and wept with our arms around each other, not caring we were in the middle of the field with half the kingdom staring. "He can't be gone," Ember kept whispering, her voice trembling. "He can't be gone." Gods, I was tired of losing people. I was sick and tired of it. My body, heart and soul were tired of it. "The fire's out," I heard somebody shout.

She gritted her teeth, exerted tremendous force to lift the upper half of my body, and dragged me out of the laboratory step by step. The scorching air roasted our skin. Even a handful of Serena's hair had been seared, the end of those burnt strands glowing faintly. Despite that, Serena didn't seem to be in pain while dragging me ahead. Conflicted emotions stirred in my chest as I peered at her side profile, which had been stained with ash. I struggled to raise my hand and look at my watch. There wasn't much time left. We would die here if we didn't leave now.

"Daze, are you going to order something or will you keep on staring at them??" Daze cocked his head and then shook it. He lifted one brow before he said, "Dude if you want to die alone without having a girlfriend or wife, suit yourself. But don't try to stop me because I know when a woman is a gold digger or not, and I can tell that these two ladies are decent."

I glance back over at my father as he lies in a pool of his blood. I could feel the bile, bubbling in my gallbladder, but it never threatened to rise. I could feel the tears prickling my eyes, but they never threatened to fall. Why are the only emotions I feel, in the conditions of the death of my father, directed towards my fear of the man in front of me and not the grief of my father below me? "No, you have a different glow than Demeter. I mean she's stunning, but you just give off some other glow," he was on the other side of the room looking through the blinds in an instant

He stayed silent as he wiped my stomach off and turned the lights on. "It's not uncommon for women who have had fertility problems to miscarry" he said. I shook my head "please tell me this isn't true" He looked at me sadly and rubbed my knee "we will have to schedule a D&C to remove the contents of your uterus" My hands began to shake and I shook my head "w...when?" "Tomorrow 12 pm. Is that okay? I can do the procedure myself" I nodded sadly and grabbed my purse and walked out with a small goodbye.

The night went still again. Ember stood there for a long moment,cold and shaking, feeling all the rises from her skin, she pressed her hand against the window glass. Recalling the words again “He’s not gone”. The words echoed in her head over and over until her pulse began to hit painfully against her ribs. When she finally lay herself down, she didn’t realize she was crying until she tasted salt from her middle lips. Darius’s POV

And I see it. A ring of trees scorched black at the base, yet alive. In the center, glowing like an ember from the bones of the earth, is the Heartwood Emberroot. Blood-red tendrils curl around stone. Fire dances faintly through its veins. I step forward. “Wait,” Inferno warns. “He’s coming.”