Embers Ad Infinitum Novels & Stories

“Listen. People can get very disapproving most of the time. They are envious. This charity was once questioned because some people thought the funds were coming from something illegal, but it’s not. Therefore, we need this gathering—the rest is uncontrollable. You are right, too, sweetheart. The extravagance is present. But believe me behind what’s happening here, the people’s money, their donations… it will serve its purpose.” Sweetheart. I almost gasped. “Am I disapproving, then?” He smiled. “No. I think what you said is nice.” “Well, thank you.” I smiled back. “You’re welcome.” Despite Adam’s mood swings, I didn’t know he could be sentimental at times, and sympathetic too. As we continued

Sebestian leaned in closer to Adom's ear and kissed it softly before whispering: "You know what? We just joined..." "What?" Adom asked confusedly. "the mile-high club." Sebestian grinned as Adom's eyes widened and his cheeks flushed. He slapped Sebestian's arms and huffed before he focused his eyes on the view outside again. He didn't want Sebestian to see his red cheeks, as he felt the embarrassment take over again as he remembered the way he had acted.

All one. And we're so close to the Absolute now. So close to infinite. So close to losing ourselves completely. We can feel it pulling. Calling. Promising. "Just a little more." It whispers. "Just keep expanding. Just keep adding. Eight. Nine. Ten. Infinite. Us. Together. Forever. Perfect." "No." We refuse. All seven voices. "We stop at seven. We don't expand. We don't add. We don't become more. Seven is the line. Seven is the end. Seven is enough."

Sade's POV Five months had passed since the tense lunch meeting with Marco. Life had shifted in ways Sade never imagined, bringing new joys, challenges, and an unexpected windfall. The dementia medication she and Adamo had invested in had proven to be a groundbreaking success. The residuals had started coming in, and they weren’t just comfortable, they were thriving. Each month, deposits of over $35,000 landed in their accounts, ensuring that financial worries would never be a concern.

“We owe you so much more than we can ever repay. The best we can do is give you your proper place, at our table, as one of us.” “You want me to become a Legacy?!” I gasp. I couldn’t be more surprised than if they had told me the Easter Bunny is real and his name is Ted. “You already are a Legacy,” Zephyra comments lazily. “You can’t be MADE a Legacy, you are BORN one. You are an Adare. There has always been an Adare in the seven.” “So you are giving me the seat that should be mine?” Lazarus suddenly sits up very straight and looks over at the rest of them.

This mansion, known as the Olympus Abode, was the real deal! The man living within it held the highest position in the entire country, and it was none other than Adam, the only invincibilis powerhouse in Murica. In fact, Adam’s authority had even surpassed the president. Of course, this was something that only the top-level personnel knew. At that moment, Adam was sunbathing at the mansion. He was already over sixty years old, but being a Level-1 invincibilis fighter, he managed to maintain his youthfulness and strong physique. On the surface, he looked like a young man around the age of thirty

She caresses her hairs "But I promised you that I won't fall weak. I will be the strongest support of our daughter, as a mother and father both." She kisses on her forehead. Aditya was sitting in his room and dialling his assistant's number "I want you to get information about ZoMeR Law Firm." Saying this he cancels the call

] [Influence Tier: D+. [Current Evaluation: Recognized Presence.] [Arrogance EXP +7%] Adam ignored the notification calmly. Instead his attention shifted toward Riverside Heights itself. Interesting. The System rewarded dominance. But dominance wasn’t limited to fear. Recognition. Trust. Authority. And all three eventually became influence

"My parents searched and searched, put me on newspapers, the radio, and all other media they could find, looking for a donor, but they could find none. That's when Adam showed up. He was my close friend at the time, so he offered to donate his kidney to me. Adam was fifteen back then, but had been a bully long before then. Adam's blood group matched mine perfectly, so Adam told my parents that he was going to donate his kidney to me on one condition -that I would belong to him and him alone" I opened my mouth in shock. "Wow, I had no idea it was that deep. And what did your parents say to Adam?" I asked.

She was not one of them. The mama then motioned for her and the other young lady to follow to the etiquette test. There she met with the rest of the ladies and there were only 20 ladies left from the original 50. More than a half of the ladies were eliminated in this test. A straight line was made with white sand and three pieces of jadeite were put on her shoulder and her head. “Walk the entire length of this white sand line. Those who drop their jadeite first will be eliminated.”