Novel & Cerita Reputation Embersofapril

“Turns out her father is the beta from Crimson Moon. The same beta from the Embers pack.” “The Embers pack?” Dynamite Al groans out as if even saying the name brings him pain. “What the fuck do they have to do with all this?” “What do you know about the embers pack?” I asked Al, wondering what history he might have with them and if he would share that information.

Levi understood that April was totally in love with Lucian Sadharthe, the Son of Hades, the man they’d been looking for during the last two years. Rose could also see the deception Levi felt when April confessed to be in love with Lucian. Rose also understood that April was no more than a victim, and she’d been blinded by hatred and resentment. That was why she needed to finish her revenge. It was good to know that April stopped herself before she could do anything else that could snatch her life from her hands.

I asked. "Mother made me understand," April said. She leaned down, pressing her cold nose against my cheek. "She told me that without those stupid, bleeding emotions, we are just dolls. We are pretty things made of wood and paint. We do not feel the sun. We do not feel the hunt. A life without the burn inside you is not a life at all." "She was right," I whispered. "Then open your eyes, Betty," April snarled. She bared her fangs, snapping them inches from my nose. "Open your eyes before they bury our mates alive."

Eliezer said, his voice a heartfelt lament, "you are not very much alive. It's all facade, and, despite all of its outward trappings with its fine ornamentation and the care with which you've kept it, that facade is merely a distraction from the grave reality that you, Timothy Garner, are dead, and a dead man is still dead no matter how great the reputation of his excellency." "My reputation is in truth, and what is yours? Look at my life!" Timothy shouted, decreasing the negligible distance between them as his anger rose. "I am a representative of the Council, an emissary of the people and a servant of our King! For all that I am, Eliezer, I have lived well. I have not wandered. I have not

“It felt magical.” “Well… maybe?” Ember scoffed. “I guess I wouldn’t know what that feels like. I haven’t found my mate. I’m just here, mate-less and hospitalized while you’re out kissing magical boys.” “Oh come on, Ember,” Piper groaned. “I apologized.” “Yes, and I am milking it appropriately.” Ember pouted for two full seconds… then her expression snapped back to serious. “Now. You mentioned the Widow’s Bane.” Piper stiffened.

MADELINE POV.. Ember was now like a safe spot for me, she feels like home again, her smile make the decorations in my room lit up so beautiful, she's so much of everything I ever prayed to the goddess to grant for my brother, he's been through hell after the death of Velise, I wish he could do better for himself, I wish he could see a new vielishe in her, before rejecting his mate. She's so full of everything he ever wanted,

“How dare you speak to me like that. I am the Alpha of Bresmont, a direct descendant of the Great White Wolf. No one, not even you, had the right to underestimate me like that!” “I was just shoving that truth right in front of your face. And, forget about Natasha from now on. She's dead, she’s not coming back, and she can’t help you. Basically, there’s nothing to hold on to her memory as she didn’t do good when she was the Luna. She didn’t do anything to improve the district. She's just a shadow who acts upon someone’s command.” Ember will not hold back, it’s not her attitude to sugarcoat things. Liam saw red because of what Ember said. His heart exploded from intense anger that he couldn’t

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.”

Ember could not tell whether she was being sincere or not but something told Ember that this was not a good one. "Karen I have a good heart but I don't think that I am going to forgive you. You see I have always hated women like you who always act like the whole world belongs to them, so I am sorry but I can not forgive you."Ember said, smiling back at Karen. If this was some kind of trap that Karen was setting then Ember was not going to fall for it.