Embers Novels & Stories

The weight of unsaid words and concealed facts hovered in the air like a storm cloud preparing to release its wrath. "Selene," Gabriel repeated, his voice now laced with a combination of skepticism and awareness. "Is it really you?" Selene nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. "Yes, Gabriel, it's me. I've spent my whole life hunting for you." A tense hush crept over the area as the pack members, including Isabella, watched the reunion occur. It was a vulnerable moment, one that had the capacity to transform the dynamics of the pack and the fates of those involved.

“I’m okay, Mia. But I need your help with something.” “Of course. What do you need?” Lisa hesitated, choosing her words carefully. “I need you to do some research for me. There’s a rare plant extract I’ve been looking into, something that’s not easy to find information on. It’s called *Sopor Veritas.* Can you see what you can dig up on it, especially anything related to its uses in medicine?” “Sopor Veritas,” Mia repeated, her tone turning serious. “I’ll start looking right away. Is everything okay, Lisa?”

Max cleared his throat, his voice steady but tinged with urgency. Taking a moment to observe the council members, Max noted their identities. The council comprised seven individuals: Jackson, Fenrir, Magnus, Astrid, Thalia, Ragnar, and Ruben. They were all revered Elders within the werewolf community. But Max knew their reputations didn’t necessarily reflect their true nature. Ruben and Jackson were sympathetic to Max’s cause, and he hoped to win over Thalia, the only female alpha in the council.

First, we needed to get her home and safe. “Since when has that Asshat ever been helpful or given us any information?” I asked exasperated. The Alpha of the Margam territory, Jeremy Lewis was enough of a Bell end that he actually introduced himself the people as Alpha Jezz. Jezz? What the hell kind of grown man wants to be called the nickname he was clearly given by his high school rugby team?

None of it mattered except this—Eli's hand on my jaw, his lips against mine, the taste of him like coming home and leaving it at the same time. "You're sure?" he asked when we broke apart. "I've never been more sure of anything uncertain in my life." He laughed—that beautiful, full-bodied laugh I'd spent so long denying I loved. "That might be the most Adrian thing you've ever said." The business plan was beautiful in its simplicity: Chen & Associates. Not Westbrook. Not someone else's vision. Ours. We'd built something unprecedented in the industry—the merger of strategic analysis and emotional intelligence. We'd proven it worked. Now we were going to own the proof.

She lifted her head slowly to meet his gaze, and for a moment, she faltered, nearly losing her composure when he smiled at her. Damn. He was young. Irresistibly handsome. Polished. His charms caught her off guard for a few seconds. "Good morning, Miss. Jones." Sliding on a professional mask, she returned. "Good morning." "I heard a new staff member was employed while I was away. I came to say hello." He freely offered his signature smile again, but this time it had no effect on Tessa, and she blamed the first time on dopamine. "I'm Sebastian, the Director of Operations of Kensington Realty."

*Please let me find something. Then, my fingers hit a small, hidden latch at the very back of the bottom drawer. I pressed it. With a soft click, a false bottom popped up, revealing a small, shallow velvet tray underneath. Inside the tray was a thick, black leather logbook. The gold letters on the front read: *VOSS ESTATE SECURITY LOGS — HIGH ACCESS.*

"I would believe it if you said it was the other way around, but this is just impossible to believe." The kid grinned. "Mathew Mercado." He held out his hand. "And my half-brother Damien Mercado." The two women just stared at the two. "So can we join you?" Mathew sheepishly retracted his hand. Willow felt bad and shook his hand. "Willow Mason" "Susan Pott." Susan said with a flourish. "Join us." Mathew sat down next to Susan and Damien next to Willow. "So why is a minor at a club?" Willow asked Damien.

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I knew that she hadn't told anybody about my marriage situation but i was hesitant to start the night with my problems. "Let's just drink and have a good time. All that can come at a later time. I just wanna enjoy y'all company. It's been awhile since we all been together." I replied. See Kita was a stay at home mom. She had just had her first baby girl a couple months ago. Sheka was a nurse so her shifts was always long with barely anytime off. Jessica was a school teacher. She was always writing lesson plans or grading papers. All of us was doing good. We all needed this time. "Let's get some drinks first. I want a marguarita." Jessica said. That was our signature drink. Once the waitress