Emerald City Series Novels & Stories

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

Callisto beamed a smile. The Emerald Sea is caught in the center of the Leonhart Empire and the Sylvester Empire. Our Empire has rights in the sea since it is a part of our economic borders, but the Sylvester Empire claims they have historic rights. The Emerald Sea is a habitat for exotic and rare creatures, engraved mana stones and jewelry underneath the ocean floor, and hundreds of uninhabited fertile islands. The dispute has been on-going for more than a hundred years, there is probably no person in both empires that are not aware of the gravity of this dispute.

explained Grace. With hesitation, Sarah just followed the walking pace Grace away from the inspection area. She too looks in the eyes of her comrades which nodded on her as a sign of understanding. The city of ember was once of the biggest mining area around the Earth. It was for this reason that this place was enriched with natural gasses and minerals. Another factor adding to their enrichment was the Volcano of Ember. It never once exploded but it has streams underground that deliver minerals from the Volcano to the mainland.

If the winner was not Aiden, they should not bother to wait for her to come back. * * * "Crystal, is that you?!" Crystal took a deep breath and then turned around, looking at a beautiful woman with dark brown hair in a black dress with red accents and a high slit. Samantha Emerald Ederd, the main heir to the Emerald family — one of the diamond suppliers for Inquiereta. Crystal gave her a small smile, although Samantha had delayed her 'escape' plan after she had successfully managed to escape from Xavier and Javier's watch. "Ah, Sam! Are you coming too?"

“Be careful, Emery. If you dig too deep, you may find something you can’t unsee.” I didn’t blink. Because deep down, I already knew. I was too far. And whatever came next— There was no escaping him now. The city had that strange hush of late evening—restless but still. I met Mel in a tucked-away wine bar. We sat across from each other in the dim corner booth, my hands wrapped around a cup of my untouched coffee. “It’s worse than we thought,” she said, sliding her phone toward me. On the screen were photos, headlines, and one very ugly narrative.

She watched a woman with silver hair settle into the seat beside her. "Chicago, huh?" The woman's voice was warm, a contrast to the chill of the airport. "Pretty place." Ava denied, a flicker of a smile touching her lips. "No." "No? then where are you headed? She asked further. "Nebraska." She answered, her eyes smiling trying to hide the pain she felt within. "Oh, it's quite a nice city, been there a couple of times." "So, where's the lucky guy waiting for you there?" The woman leaned closer, her eyes crinkling.

Emerald is not only my sister she is my twin, the connection is strong between us. Emerald has the long white hair the same as our mother but the green eyes of our father. Her gift is something she struggles with, she feels everyone's emotions as if they are hers, she struggles in crowds, she also can tell if someone is lying. Aunt Red has always helped by making her blocking trinkets or potions.

And I wrote in my journal: “When I became Emerald, I promised I’d never disappear again. But maybe this isn’t disappearing. Maybe it’s returning. To something smaller. Quieter. Mine.” I didn’t cry. Instead, I exhaled. Long. Deep. Cleansing. Letting go of the anger. The noise. The unspoken belief that I always had to be three steps ahead to survive. There were no steps here. No race. Just snow. And sky. And stillness that began to seep into the cracks of me I’d ignored. --- Back in the city, the tremors began. Michael called Reid. “Where the hell is she?” Reid’s voice was measured. “She’s safe. She planned this. I don’t know more than you do.”

The Red Ember City is vastly different from Everdale. Unlike Everdale's array of high tech, sky rise buildings and corporate lifestyle, more common in Red Ember are vast ranches, low end bars and Victorian styled mansions with a much more laid back atmosphere. Red Ember City is considered a political concern to Everdale as it is not governed by a DA but a Sheriff and has never supported Everdale's political landscape. The population in Red Ember City is also different, numbering to just a quarter of Everdale's population which matches the small size of the city, Red Ember City is largely populated by unique shifters with an almost nonexistent human population.

(Greenwood City, 1879) Damien Kendrick, a Laboratory scientist who is fascinated and obsessed about creating something that he will be remembered for, sat in his office with his best friend, Matt Davis. They were discussing their latest project, hoping to create something that would revolutionize warfare. As they brainstormed, Damien had a sudden idea. "What if we could create a serum that would make soldiers immune to bullets?" he said, looking at Matt with excitement. Matt was skeptical. "That sounds impossible, Damien. How could we even start to create something like that?"