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“If my father catches you walking out the front doors wearing something that overly exposing, he will throw an absolute fit. He’s already on an insane power trip over you since you arrived here. He’ll find a ridiculous excuse to lock you up and completely ban you from attending the party entirely just like he did to you. I'll just find something else.” A wave of profound, pathetic relief washed through my chest, though it was immediately laced with a bitter sting of irony. Ember thought she was protecting me from a strict, overbearing parent. She had absolutely no idea she was actually managing the possessive, territorial boundaries of the hidden mate who had just claimed my pussy in his roo

Not when she whispered, “Start in California. The Emberroot... grows only where the forest remembers fire.” So here I am in Redwood National Park. Following ancient coordinates written in her grandmother’s handwriting. The first of five. “Heartwood Emberroot,” Inferno mutters inside me. “Rare. Sacred. Once used by moon priestesses to stabilize a healer’s core during awakening. But dangerous to retrieve. The forest tests the one who seeks it.” Perfect. Exactly the kind of nightmare I have grown used to.

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.”

On a crisp November morning, the inaugural assembly of the new Ember Circle convened in the renovated great hall of Montrose and Vale Estates its walls hung with Isabelle’s sketches from Prague and Bellford, each a testament to rediscovered history. Representatives from art, academia, and clergy gathered in a wide semicircle; at its center, a brazier held a single silver blue ember that pulsed like a heartbeat.

Toni had now made it to Nina's side. "Oh, you're no fun, little siren." She sighed. "You could have benefited from this. That was a stupid move." She made a tsk tsk sound with her teeth. "Release him. NOW!" Ember growled. Her eyes were two different colors now, letting me know her wolf on the surface. "Ugh, no fun." She sighed, slumping back in her broken chair. She snapped her fingers, and Toni shook his head. "What-" He began to ask, but was cut off.

he frowned as he glanced at her. "That's the reason why I'm here... to tell you that I'll accept your offer." "Great!" Denvo exclaimed a suspicious smile plastering on his lips. He snapped at Enrique signaling him to hand over the contract. But before Enrique could pass the contract, Samara spoke up, "But... I just want to know what's your intention, I mean, you know—" she paused, crossed her legs, and leaned her back on the leather couch to relax her back. "The paradise club is an integral part of who I am. Until now, I have dedicated my life to building this and becoming successful. I won't let anyone ruin and mess with it. And let me warn you, I show no mercy," her gaze is as sharp as gla

Cyra asks after she swallows down her crisps and I look towards the windows that look out over the gardens. “When he comes back. I don’t know how long they will be, but I think they will be home for dinner. How about this, after lunch we go and play in the gardens? Does Ember want to come out and play?” I ask her. We have been trying to get Ember out so we can teach her to fly and control her temper. But she never does. “She is sleeping, mommy.” I nod in understanding. It would have taken a huge amount of energy for her shift the way she did.

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.

I growl out lowly. Ember came strutting over in her string bikini if that’s what you want to call it. I would consider it more lingerie with all the straps and strings wrapped around her. A week ago I would be drooling over it. Now my eyes are for the blonde haired beauty that stands too far out of my reach. Ember decides to try and cuddle up next to me at the same moment I catch Ryders naughty school girl comment. I can’t help the growl coming from my chest.

His eyes fully focused on me as he enunciated the last word. Chills emerged on my skin, as my hands trembled a little, luckily for me, it was hidden beneath the layers of bed sheets. I turned around to go out with James, when his voice came in again. " What's your name?", he questioned I stood still as my father's warning flashed into my head, " don't reveal your surname to anyone", he had warned. I took in a short breath as I turned around to face him. " I'm Ember" " You have a sweet name Ember", he said as a smile made its way to his face.