Fiery Path Emerald Novels & Stories

I calmly asked the young witch, “where was the fire elemental today?” She looked at me with a questioning look in her eyes before she answered in a soft voice, “Her name is Ember, your Highness. She's at the Nightshade Pack now. The Alpha there is her soulmate.” Fuck. That complicates things quite a bit. I need to go after the Nightshade pack now to get what I want. We have tried so many times to take that pack down, but Alpha Piran was a strong adversary and so is his son Killian. If she’s mated to that Alpha, it will be near impossible to beat them both in a battle. This was going to be more difficult than I originally thought.

Only one of it remained and it was believed that when one was at the presence of it, every illness got healed. But of course, it had another use. The petals on it, when eaten, could make one immortal. A powerful thing, but dangerous in another's hand. It had been in the Crescent Pack for centuries until a soothsayer foresaw a future were a man from the most powerful wolf bloodline would mate with the daughter of Jethro Alistair and protect the flower with all of his might. And when he had come, everyone had believed him to be the one, as he did come from the most powerful lineage, until of course, he rejected Misha.

It feels earned, chosen. Ember is the threat now. The wildfire. The thing that needs to be stopped before it consumes everything. If helping Sariyah is what it takes to save the world, then I’ll do it. Gladly.

Florence was very happy to be able to visit the palace, she enjoyed lunch with Lyndon and then chatted with him. In Emerald besides vampires and wolves, there are also mermaids and foxes who live in that land. Florence said to Alpha Lyndon that she wanted to meet a mermaid who people thought was so beautiful and enchanting. "Lyndon, would you accompany me to meet the mermaids and red foxes who live out there?" she asked. "What are you meeting mermaids and red foxes out there for?" Lyndon frowned. "People say mermaids are beautiful and charming. I want to meet her and see how beautiful she is," Florence smiled broadly.

I spoke as I lit my hands with blue flame, one of the hottest and powerful flames that will devour any type of flame, even if it is the vengeance spirit who is said to be ancient. I threw the flames and the place started to turn blue, ah...such a beautiful sight. I started to laugh but that was soon stopped as the flames slowly began to turn bright red. It's fighting. "THIS IS WHY I HATE ELEMENTAL USERS!" And as it shouted, red flames started to engulf my blue flames. I smirked, and so, my plan will work after all. I planned to make this stupid spirit irritated as soon as I realized that this is not any of the guardians. I started to gather half of my mana and release it to cause an explosio

He's not my boyfriend for crying out loud! After finishing shopping, Alex took us to a tourist spot. Belle coincidentally met her childhood friends there. She got busy with them leaving me with her perverted brother who's busy checking out every girl around us. I silently started appreciating the beauty of the nature that surrounded us. The chirping of birds, the sounds of water, the cool breeze passing by, the laughter of children, the romance of young couples. When I felt a hand on my shoulder, I panicked while turning around to look at the intruder.

They are led to the throne room where the queen of the witches sits. A woman steps forward and approaches the group. “Hello Rex, welcome back and who are they? So I can introduce them to the queen? " asks the woman. “I am Hector. Nice to meet you,” says Hector. “I am Ash. Lovely to meet you,.” says Ash. “I am Ruby, beautiful dress, .” says Ruby. The woman smiles and steps back. “My queen: Rex, Hector, Ash and Ruby from Ember City,” says the woman. The queen motions them forward. Hector and Rex come forward. Ash and Ruby stay back a few feet. All bow lightly out of respect for the queen.

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.

Emerald takes my hand in hers and squeezes it, "I know you want revenge, but right now, finish. Tell me what they did. Focus on having your son back and how much you love him. Can tell they aren't dead but paint the picture in your head that they are." 'Throats ripped out. Intestines were all over the ground, and every limp was ripped from their body. Sounds damn good to me.' Blaze is sleazing, foaming at the mouth, ready to do that. But Emerald, that girl could hail a tornado with just her words, her touch, and again those eyes.

Emotions surged within her: adrenaline pumping, love for Kael through the mind-link steadying her—Stay close, Kael; Ash with Ember. Mid-stride, Alya shifted, her body rippling in silver light—bones cracking, fur sprouting—as she became Ember, the sleek auburn wolf bounding forward, her crescent star glowing brightly on her collarbone through the fur, illuminating the path like a lunar torch. Her fiery eyes scanned ahead, paws silent on the grass, the mist parting around her form.