Ember Falls Audiobook Novels & Stories

He even remembered to remind me. He knew and remembered everything. And yet, he still cheated. His voice was hoarse while his breathing was ragged—like a dying fish gulping for air. A cold, sinking feeling spread through my body, like I'd fallen into an icy river. My limbs felt weak, and even my head felt unbearably heavy. Why would he send me a voice message while they were in bed? Did they get off on this? Without thinking, I called him. "Is there something wrong with the project?" I asked. "Or do your clients just not have wives and kids to go home to this late at night?"

The first morning after the fall of the Frost Sovereign arrived in quiet layers—sunlight dripping like honey over the thawing pines, golden birdsong tentatively filling the air like a tentative apology. Emma stood on the veranda of the old Council House, bundled in a light fur coat, her breath forming harmless clouds in the crisp but warming air. For the first time in weeks, she could feel the warmth on her skin—not the internal fire of her Ember Heart, but real, true warmth from the sky.

I don't know what this tomb was called, because it was far from what I expected. "A-it's beautiful here." I couldn't help saying that despite our silence. All of a sudden it seemed like someone hit me and I fell to my knees in no time. I let go of Elijah and grabbed my head as it started to hurt like it was splitting my head open. It seemed that someone entered there, at the moment when I spoke. "Aaaahhhh!" I screamed in pain and I seemed to lose all feeling in my body and it all went to my head. "Alessia!" Elijah quickly knelt and grabbed my two hands that were now holding my head. He was saying something to me but I couldn't hear him. I'm losing my hearing.

I asked in my mind trying to comprehend it. Our morning class ended while I was out on my own world. I can also hear the rumors about the incident happened in the morning but I don’t care. We are currently in the cafeteria today. "Jules, Shells", I call their attention. They turned to me and asked me if I was okay. "Do you know what a falling game is?", I asked them again. Jules stopped eating and Shelly choked so I handed her some water. "Why Ty? Did you receive a letter?" Jules asked worriedly.

The lady looked at Lexi, and Lexi thought she saw a reflection of herself on the face of the lady who then smiled. "It's a wonderful thing to see you again, my daughter," Queen Iris said. "What?" Lexi said, not believing what she had just said. "You did send out emissaries to find me. I got word of it, and I returned willingly. Who do you think placed you close to the North Hill Tribe? Who do you think sent Gina to protect, and reach you? Who do you think sent the Night Witch to you? Who do you think made Strongfall call on the Night Witch to come to their aid? Who do you think made the Shadow Sisters come to aid your fighting? Of course, I hoped you would make the right decision, and you di

“Then let me stay with you.” Rowan was about to agree when the pull inside her chest tightened—sudden, sharp. Ember flared. Rowan… look. The flames’ whisper guided her eyes upward. High above the ruins, Emberfall Tower rose into the night. Its peak still stood, even though half the structure below had collapsed. At the very top, the air shimmered faintly. Rowan felt her heart pound. “It’s coming from there.” Kai didn’t hesitate. “Then we go together.”

A low tone echoed upward. The staircase fully activated. Lights flickered alive down into the depths. And as Emma began to descend— The voices inside her returned. Not chaotic now. Not fractured. Aligned. Calm. Rough. Grieving. Silent. All speaking at once. We remember. Emma’s breath trembled. “What is this place?” she whispered. And from the darkness below— A new voice answered. Not Mercer. Not Replacement. Not Genesis Zero. Not any version of Emma she recognized. A deeper voice.

There were only a couple of other kids that chose to read over the computers. I browsed the bookshelf searching for a book to read, my step-father set fire to all my books in the wheel barrow when he first moved in with us. I picked a book up from the shelf, my father had bought me it before he died, I was surprised to see it in a school library. The Darkest Minds. I found my way over to a comfy seat in the corner of the room. Fishing out my glasses from my bag I made sure no one was looking before I put them on. "Hey." A boy interupted me three chapters in. "I'm Aaron." Peeking up from behind my book I saw a guy staring at me with a huge grin on his face. I had no idea how long he had been

It fell. A controlled cascade, thick and ponderous, poured downward in a molten sheet, stretching as it fell, breaking apart only at the last instant into streams that struck the field like the descent of hell’s own magma. The impact was immediate and catastrophic. Emberborn ranks engulfed in burning red that clung, consuming with intent, not chaos. Crimson devoured gold in brutal veils, and for a heartbeat, the ground below became a pit yawning into the Devil’s own maw. The ground hissed. Stone cracked. Bodies vanished beneath the weight of it.

My body dropped instantly, just like a kite that had lost its string. The wind screamed in my ears as I fell. Faintly, I could still hear the manic laughter coming from the twelfth floor. The overwhelming weightlessness wiped out every thought in my mind. Then, my body crashed into the ground with a violent impact. It felt like every bone in me shattered at once. Pain shot through me like sharp knives, spreading from my right leg throughout my entire body. I could feel the bone in my right leg break. The agony was so intense that I couldn’t stop myself from groaning. Sweat and tears poured out uncontrollably, soaking my clothes in seconds.