Fiery Path Emerald Novels & Stories

The windows to her right were open, and the nightly view of the forest brought her back to that fateful night. She was scared. The forest was dark and cold, and those men laughed at her like she was about to be butchered. But the fear that she felt suddenly shifted into something that she’s can’t recognize. It’s not rage or hate. It was like a ball of fire deep inside her was ignited and found its way out of her body. It’s so powerful that Emerald doesn’t know how to deal with it. Before she could even react to that feeling, a blinding light burst out of her body, making the men shock.

, he paused. “So, I’m narrating and the both of you are cuddling”, he said jokingly and everyone looked at Bruno and Enola and they separated from each other. ‘As I was saying’, he continued, “So, Omek observed a secret. He noticed that the goddess had something called heart of the river, it looked like a small staff. Without that staff, the goddess would turn to water and the water would overflow. He didn’t know about this issue because when he asked the goddess, the goddess lied that without the staff, she turns to human and the sacrificed victims regains their freedom.

"The fire of the Sun-Walker has become a heavy garment. Why do you still wear it?" I stood on the shattered remains of the obsidian altar, my emerald-white fire flickering like a candle in a gale. Beside me, Eryx was a mountain of tensed bronze, his crimson eyes narrowing as he watched the Silver-Walkers descend from the Mirror-Ship.

Fire. I slowly open my eyes to see I am correct... There's a massive fire in the middle of these woods. I can feel my mates. I know I can. I can smell their ocean scent.... I look up on the cliff to the left of us and see a set of glowing amethyst eyes, I look over and see another set of glowing ruby eyes. I turn my head to the cliff to the right of me and see glowing sapphire eyes. I look above me in the tree and see glowing emerald eyes.

Something that Emerald would never be able to control. Emerald had been blessed with the element of Fire. It would be a huge feat for her to assist Abigail with harnessing her element of Spirit, for it was all-encompassing and extremely powerful. Abigail eventually dropped her arms to her sides and smiled at Emerald. “What does this mean, Mother? How could all four elements have called to me?” Abigail still radiated with light from her experience.

Her threatening words clouded my thoughts again. I hated that lady. I hated her pride and the power she possessed. I hated to say it, but I feared she was stronger than me. But how? Who was she? I was the Alpha! I am Emerald and no one messes with me! My thoughts were interrupted by my seer's scream. My mouth hung in surprise as I watched him struggle in pain with blood dripping from his nose. "What happened?" I rushed to him, wiping the blood with my thumb. "There is fire on the mountain!" He struggled to speak.

“But how do I fight him if she stands in the way?” Liam didn’t answer. He simply reached over and held her hand. Elsewhere, The Heart of Fire The Flamefather stood before a burning table, maps sprawled across it. A younger emissary entered, trembling. “My lord… they’ve united.” The Flamefather didn’t move. “Of course they did.” “She has a name now. Ember.” At this, the Flamefather laughed, a sound like crackling bones. “Good,” he whispered. “Now she has something to lose.”

"Your research on Aether-flow is elementary at best. Destroying it would be like burning a child's finger-painting. It's beneath me." "You monster!" Emberlyn's temper snapped. The air grew hot as she channeled her Fire Core, her cornrowed lava hair roaring. A ball of orange flame materialized in her palm, heat singing the edges of a nearby rug. "I'll burn that arrogant look right off your face!" She lunged, flame roaring as she prepared to launch a Tier-3 incineration spell. I didn't move. Didn't blink. 'Glacies Surgat, Ignis Cadat.' I chanted, but not a single word left my lips.

Camilla Gomez sacrificed everything for Darian Baldore. When he was accused of murder—a crime that could have shattered his billion-dollar empire—she took the blame, trusting his promises that he would clear her name and bring her back to him once it was safe. Instead, she was abandoned. Branded a killer. Sent to prison to rot while the man she loved moved on as if she had never existed. Worse, she was carrying his child, forced to bring new life into the world while trapped in a nightmare. Seven years later, she returns—not as a broken woman, but as a force to be reckoned with. She’s rebuilt herself and forged her own empire, and she has only one goal: to make them pay for their betrayal.