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I lied about my age and ended up in a secret online relationship with one of the biggest names in esports. He was nothing like his public persona. In public, he was cold and aloof. Online, though, he flirted with me nonstop. When he got worked up, he even said he'd be my good boy. Then my nineteenth birthday came and went, and my wolf still hadn't awakened. Most werewolves shifted for the first time at sixteen. Even late bloomers awakened by eighteen. I couldn’t let Adrian find out I was defective, with no wolf at all. So I broke up with him and blocked him everywhere. Months later, while staying with my best friend Chloe, I heard her older brother speak outside the bedroom. I had heard that

Prologue II: Pyre, 3113 Pyre Av 5, 3113 Stephan Caliphus, King Everything was on fire the night he finished the book in the back room of a borrowed house. He laid his glasses down on the desk in front of him and rubbed his tired eyes. The crackling of flames could be heard as the city burned all around them. The blood curdling screams of the men in the streets where they died was enough to make the blood of the fiercest warrior run cold, but he was a man of empathy and it hurt him more than it did the others.

He offered his hand moving a little forward. “No one is talking to you, mate. Go f*ck yourself.” He snapped. “Watch it, pal,” Vian said with a warning glare towards Damon moving in between Jay and Him. “Damon!” I called out almost instantly as Vian. I understood that Damon didn’t like both of them, but his behavior was unacceptable. Or maybe I was still that girl who didn’t like people talking shit to my friends. But Damon seemed to have not heard me because he was so busy having a glaring contest with Vian.

I swung my hands in midair as I yelled, “Make it stop!” “Don't worry whore, there's a barrier, I made sure it was stronger, so he won't hear no matter how hard you scream or yell, he would never hear it.” I went deeper into the memories, Derek grabbed my hand, his eyes were bloodshot red, and bloods were trickling down his eyes to his cheeks, “It's all your fault Ember, you killed me… It wasn't Astrid, it was no one but you!” “Make it stop!!!!” I yells, entirely blocking my ears and lounging myself in her direction, swiping my claws at her,

Anyone could see the unmistakable fury flashing beneath her tears before she quickly masked it again. Marliee’s voice shook with rage. “You dare accuse us?” she snapped. “You abandoned him first!” The faint smile on Ember’s lips vanished. Slowly. Dangerously. “Abandoned?” Ember repeated, her voice low. “I was thrown out like trash, Marliee. By you. By them.” She gestured lazily toward the elders. “So don’t rewrite history just because it’s convenient.” “Ember, don’t try to accuse anyone,” Freya said sharply. “You claim you’re a doctor. Then tell me—why haven’t you healed Ryker yet? Or are you planning to use his insecurity to take his wealth?”

Ember War held out his ring to me, using its power to keep me in place. "You've lost" he said before laughing. Using my power, I blasted him away from me by screaming. He was sent flying through the mansion and into the garden. My heart was broken. My mate-bond was destroyed. My life is finally ruined. My mates......My mates..... "FUCK", I screamed again, as he stood back up quickly only to be sent flying though more walls of the mansion. He phased and ended up behind me punching me in the back. I was sent flying onto the table.

Writer's Note Hello everyone, and thank you for reading. Emberly is so conflicted. Feel free to support my writing by commenting and letting me know what you thought about this chapter. I love seeing what readers have to say. Don't forget to press the heart ❤️ Hugs 🤗 Sapphirian J.

The top tier was all manner of things that she had apparently fixed for them, the middle tier was her favorite games that she played, in which she kicked his ass repeatedly and the bottom tier was all manner of girly things that he figured out was meant to be about her being a princess when he spotted the tiara. Ilene squealed with excitement and stormed Ember, bowling her over in her hug before anyone could react, even Ember seemed surprised. “I missed you, my bestest bestie!” She squealed, causing Ember to wince at her voice right next to her ear. Calum chuckled and pulled her off Ember, while Ash growled at him when he made a move and pulled her to her feet, dusting her off. He wouldn’

Lucifron was the son of the King's General, and next in line to command the royal troops. He was stoic and devoid of emotions. He used his days to train and become even stronger than his father, and he occupied his free time in the company of his only friends, with whom he managed to open his soul. Hanna with her fire dragon, Argenta. Nymphe with her elemental water dragon, Hydra. Dalkor and Valdar, the only fated fireheart couple between them, with their elemental fire dragons, Reese and Kai.

“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.”