Green Ember Series Novels & Stories

*** Ember fluttered her eyes, trying to have a clear glimpse of the man in front of her but even though her vision was a bit blurry, she knew it was Icen Clayton who was holding her. “Are you okay?” He asked in a low whisper. She sensed how worried he was and she lifted a weak hand to touch his arm. “I'm okay…” She replied in a barely audible voice. Icen removed his coat and draped it over her shoulders. “My daughter! Oh my god, is she okay?” Elizabeth's panic-stricken voice reached her ears and Ember wondered what had gotten her to act like a worried mother when just an hour ago, she admitted she wasn't her own daughter and declared she was disowning her.

I couldn't help but wonder if he was voicing my doubts to try and sway me. "Ember's main job has been to safely grow and give birth to Kieran's child. She is a very strong and independent woman. She's going to focus on her fire mage skills even more now, no matter if Kieran is here or not. She will be alright," Nola's feminine voice cut through our masculine ones like a sharp knife of reason.

"All right. But only for a moment." My chest rose and fell in uneven beats, hope and fear crashing together. I had wished for this silently, cried for it and now, it was actually coming true. Anticipation and fear took over my body, as I waited. **** The cool air thickened in the day time, as Ember stepped into the center of the garden, her palms trembling as she spread them wide. The flowers bent unnaturally toward her. A chill ran through my skin. Gerald's hand twitched at his side, his instincts screaming to interfere. "Ember, that's enough," he warned, his tone sharp.

I asked. She didn’t look at me. “That this place feels like a graveyard.” “It is,” I said, my voice low. Her lips quirked into a faint, humorless smile. “Comforting.” I leaned back against the wall, my blade resting on my lap. Ember had been quieter than usual since we’d left the subway. Quieter, but not calm. Her hand rested on the cuff at her wrist, her fingers tracing the glowing runes absently. “How long has it been since your last rebirth?” I asked, the words slipping out before I could stop them.

‎ ‎The garden began to quiet. ‎ ‎Not in peace. ‎ ‎In absence. ‎ ‎The warmth faded. ‎ ‎The scent dulled. ‎ ‎The light dimmed. ‎ ‎The Fade was winning. ‎ ‎Then a child came. ‎ ‎A girl named Ember—descendant of every line, her light flickering but stubborn. ‎ ‎She was twelve, small for her age, her hair silver with streaks of red, her eyes the color of storm clouds before rain. ‎ ‎She came alone.

Keegan could see her hands shaking though, so he grabbed one of them and held it in his. “Absolutely. I want to know everything about you.” Rubbing his thumb across her hand. Letting the sparks between them soothe them both. His eyes conveyed his sincerity and that was what was truly hard to deny. In a rush, Ember decided to try just this once to let someone know a piece of her. Hoping she was right and could trust this feeling. “Honestly, I’m running until I can find answers as well. I don’t know what I am. I have control over heat, fire, and smoke. I am trying to find out the truth behind it all as well. I was captured when I was young. How young I’m not even sure. I don’t know if I have a

Bastet jumped up in her lap and lay down as always. “Where do you need to go?” Corbin asked. “The Mirror River Pack,” Ember answered. “Easy enough,” he said with a nod. Ember turned to me and said, “Don’t worry about going through the portal. You won’t get sick and nothing bad will happen to you. I promise.” I nodded my head and took a deep breath. There’s a first time for everything and this would be a first. To say I was nervous would be an understatement. I listened as Corbin and his soulmate Margot chanted together, “aperta.”

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.

After 3 minutes of walking, the long stairway that leads to the garden becomes visible to Emily's vision. Even 10 people walking at the same time can fill its space. What is even more amusing is its arc roof of a green net that is designed to collect possible falling leaves. Meanwhile, each side of the railings are full of vine-like plants with colorful blooming flowers. Then there are a few cross-ways which would reveal the mushroom-like cover and a good for 4-5 person bleacher.

When I Lance him throwing daggers at me with his eyes, I sealed my lips, "Okay, I'll shut up." I am taking back what I said earlier. Lance is just weird, not a good kinda weird. ___ Lance Storm Ember was weirdly quiet for almost about two minutes, and I knew two minutes of silence wasn't weird if one was talking to a normal person. But this was Ember Corbin and probably it was the first time she has been this quiet for the longest, except the time she was ignoring me—