Emori Novels & Stories

Memories. Old journals. Lost letters. Names carved into weapons. Lyrics from burnt songs. Serena created a circle at the base of the Scar and placed the ember-stone—the one that bore her mother’s name, Halros, and now Elias’s—into the center. “We’ll call them back one by one,” she said. “We’ll remember what they were. And what they gave.” Elias touched her hand. “You’re giving the fire a soul again.” “I’m giving it home.”

“Three times.” “Not nearly enough. I love you,” he stated, voice ringing true. “I love you so much, Aekeira Maranthine Evenstone. Thank you… thank you for finding your way back to me.” Emeriel slipped quietly into Daemonikai’s embrace, tears in her eyes as she smiled so hard her cheeks ached. Her heart full—overflowing—with wonder. A love that defied time. A soul that found its way home. ••••••

said the monster with green eyes slightly touching her hair . " If you are curious , you can also have a taste of my sword . Apperantly , my sword is very found of monsters like you . " said Kiara pulling the sword out and pointing it at him . Kiara looked at him and saw him smirking . " I see ! But I am not a monster , miss . My name is Emre and I am a scientist and doctor like your little friend over there . " said Emre with a sneaky smile and turned his head towards Gilbert .

They left the path and took another route which led to a mini store downtown. Teresa highlighted Amaria's horse and ran into the store, Amaria jumped off her horse too, and Dove transformed back into her human form and stared at the store while Elex jumped off his horse. Elex glanced at her, he noticed she seemed lost. He tapped her shoulder and asked, “ What's wrong? ”, she looked at him and shook her head, “ Nothing, it's just that it brings back memories” she mumbled, ' My father and I came here once to sell his armour and sword, I wonder if it's still here,' she thought. Dove turned around and walked into the store. ' She's odd' Elex thought and shrugged a

A splash of ice cold water on her form had her eyes opening wide in shock. Eleanor gasped loudly while taking large gulps of breath through her mouth. Eyes opened wide as she looked around with blurry vision. She rubbed her face to get rid of the water. Her eyes slowly adjusted to her surrounding and a terrifying chill ran down her spine when the memories returned back with full force. "Leon." His name escaped her lips in a croaked voice. Her gaze roamed around in the dark room when it found something in the dark corner where the bucket lay.

On me. ​To the rest of the room, it looked like a CEO commanding the space. To me, it felt like being held at gunpoint. Now that I knew the truth—that he had his memory back long before I arrived in Manila—every "adequate" he’d thrown at me felt like a slap. He wasn't a man who had forgotten; he was a man who was erasing me in real-time. ​"He's staring again," Sarah whispered, nudging me. "Hannah, I’m telling you, you must have a smudge on your face or something. The CEO looks like he’s trying to solve a very annoying math problem, and you’re the X."

It was encoded in Brynn’s cipher, urgent. > “Reports from the Flamewatch Choir confirm breach in the southern memory lattice. Red Circle activity rising near Mount Thirell. Locals reporting lost time, sudden grief. Some forget names mid-conversation. A woman in black ash spoke to villagers in their dreams.” Marisol looked up. “We’ve stabilized naming ceremonies. Defended against the Severed Choir. But this… this sounds like the Return of a First Memory.” Avena leaned forward. “They say the Ember Vault holds a memory too dense. Too concentrated. Not a person. Not a moment. A root trauma. Something that predates even the Charter’s first generation.”

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"

he said one night, his voice raw. “You didn’t choose for me,” Isabelle replied. “But I’ll choose for myself.” At the heart of Duskmoor, beneath the ruins of the old abbey, lay the Ember Shrine ,a place Isabelle had only seen in sketches and fragments. Together, they uncovered it. A stone chamber, lit by an eternal flame. On the walls, carvings of women in flames. At the center, an altar—and a symbol etched in gold: two names intertwined.

Toast to the ones here today Toast to the ones that we lost on the way 'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories And the memories bring back, memories bring back you The light turned green. The silver gray Mercedes S600 cruised down the freeway, travelling south. There's a time that I remember When I did not know no pain When I believed in forever And everything would stay the same Ethan was sitting in the front passenger seat with so much soft leather around him that he could barely hear the 389 horsepower,6-liter engine...