From The Embers Novels & Stories

Most of them have been crushed due to the battle between Cerberus and the vengeful snake. I just picked up the wood that I could still use as firewood but it wasn't much anymore. I got a little more. I have done nothing, even if I get angry or blame the snake, nothing will happen. What happened is over and my guilt can't bring back the broken wood.

"Mind your business. You need to learn that and stop interfering in my business. He's not your boyfriend anymore, let bygones be bygones move on, bitch. I've been wanting to say this to you. Stay the fuck away from him. You lost him so let him go." "Hey, you are disturbing this apartment, making a hell of a noise. Calm down, guys." Jeremy interfered again, and I quickly wiped off my tears. "Larisa," Noah whispered, getting close to me when I screamed. "Get away from me. I don't want to see your face. It disgusts me, you bastard." "I'm so sorry." He apologized, and I noticed him turning to Landon, who was behind us, watching everything. "I…I will come back soon." He said and walked out with A

"The sea of thousand lights you see. Up. Right above; floors of forty. Aim for each other's head, you three. Sole survivor of death walks free." She spoke with a cold-eyed stare.

But she carried an ember now—hers, and theirs. And embers, if fed, could become fire.

It was a video, grainy, like it had been recorded in haste. Ember stared into the lens. Her face was bruised, but her eyes burned bright. “My name is Ember. I was created by Ash Phoenix as his final weapon. But I am not him. I don’t want war. I don’t want destruction. I want truth. I want family.” She paused. “Alma Sterling if you’re watching this, I need your help.” Ezra exchanged a look with Alma. “This could be bait.” Roman agreed. “Or a trap.”

“They think you’re losing it.” “I am losing it. And maybe that’s what it’ll take.” She was quiet, studying me. Then, softly: “We’re with you.” I turned toward her. She held out a small vial. Inside it, a flame flickered. White with specks of gold. Not like any fire I’d seen before. “What is it?” I asked. “Part of the original ember,” she said. “From the Temple of Ashes. From the altar where Azaria first collapsed.”

Drizzy gave him a questioning look. Ethan chuckled. He walked past Drizzy to sit at the edge of the table before saying "I'm not hiding Drizz. You will know the night after tomorrow". Drizzy looked confused "What do you mean by the night after tomorrow?" "This" Ethan pulled out a card from the drawer and gave it to Drizzy who collected it with a skeptical look on her face Drizzy took the card wondering where this was leading to. The card was black with an ash ribbon tied in the middle.

Rhett coughed out. Aislen shook her head and jumped to grasp the top of the wall and pull herself up. The bricks were warm under her skin, almost enough to burn. Within the courtyard, there was a scorch mark radiating out from a central point, where Ember stood utterly naked, wings spread. The wings were not wings as Samuel’s were, like those of a bat covered in black membrane, rather Ember’s wings were those of fire, the flickering flame generating enough heat to lift the ends of her long red hair.

“I was waiting for you.” Dominic pulled him close. “Never again.” --- But as they rose, a new explosion rocked the lower floors. The ceiling cracked. Dust rained down. Dominic shielded Matteo with his body. Above them, voices shouted. A final wave. “Can you walk?” Matteo nodded, barely. “Then run.” They moved through the fire. Together. ---