Reputation Embersofapril Novels & Stories

she whispered, her voice small and scared. Lucas Antonio,a man in his late thirties, a name whispered in boardrooms with reverence, a titan of industry, knelt before the small, broken child. The man who commanded vast energy empires, whose decisions swayed markets, found himself humbled by the profound grief etched on Ava's face. He recognized the hollowness in her eyes, a mirror of the despair he had once known. He gently lifted her into his arms. Her small body trembling against his.

"Gina told me. She's told me of most of the mercenary groups. Of Greenbush, and Hedgeshadow. Of Pondgrass, and Merriway. All powerful, deceptive, and fierce in battle. Yet, none as powerful as the Night Witch." Talks like this made Karl hard, but thanks to the heat of Lexi's cherry, it provided just enough heat to keep him from aching out in pain, and thanks to her tender ministration, and the rhythmic movement of her body against him. Slow and steady. "I like this beautiful feel of you," Karl said. "I am holding back my pleasure." "And you are driving me mad." ***

“I’ve already been broken. What’s left now is the part that learned how to survive the fire.” Vera said nothing at first. She only watched Emereah’s fingers as the ember flickered and pulsed, alive with something ancient. The fire didn’t consume her. It clung to her like breath. “You speak like the flame is your ally,” Vera said softly, stepping forward. “But even fire leaves scars.” Emereah’s eyes didn’t move from the horizon. “I’ve bled for every scar. And I’ve named them.” “Named them?” Emereah nodded once. “My father. My mother. The warriors of Crescent Silver Moon Fang. The girls they slaughtered. The mates they silenced. I carry them all.”

“I figured as much.” I turned away, motioning for him to follow. “Come on, then. Let’s see how well you play with cursed people.” And for the first time in a long while, I felt like we might have a shot at surviving this. If only because we’d just added one more weapon to the war. I found Ember where I always did lately, leaning against the cracked edge of the fountain, bathed in firelight. The light didn’t come from her. It came from the horizon. Another blaze in the lower district. The fourth one in as many nights.

don’t know what she is doing with Emery. I rubbed the back of my neck and sat my water bottle down, “Do you think y’all are mates?” I stared at him and a feeling of curiosity filtered through me, “Nah. It’s just casual. I mean, I do like her, but she is Dalton’s sister. I can’t just date her out in the open like that. We are taking things slow.” He ran a hand through his thick brown hair. I scoffed and smirked, “Casual? With Etta? Not gonna happen. You need to hang back for the full moon run this weekend to find out if y’all are mates. If not, you need to drop this now before you end up hurting her.” He looked at his feet then looked up at me with a weird angry expression, “I know I’m a fuc

Mother hurriedly tried to explain, “He staged all of this! He’s always been good at playing the victim to gain sympathy. He just wants attention!” Comments from the livestream exploded, and every insult was directed at me. “He's so scheming! He’s got a whole set of lies up his sleeve!” “He looks innocent, but deep down, he’s rotten to the core! No wonder the Yule family kicked him out!”

CHAPTER ONE Ember Valen was famous for two things: Her wildfire spirit And her endless scandals. She was a storm in human form. She had cliff-dived off Amalfi’s highest rocks, raced stolen sports cars through neon Hong Kong nights, danced until dawn in Berlin’s rooftop clubs, and changed boyfriends as easily as changing outfits. If there was a wild thing to do, she had done it. Which was exactly why everyone was shocked when her family announced an arranged marriage between her…

“This couple is a joke, to think she fooled all of us into thinking she had the perfect marriage. #liar, #stupidcouple” “Her face is so red, and she claims their Lena Beauty foundation is full coverage. Full coverage my foot! If it can’t save you from this kind of embarrassment then I don’t want. #Stupidproducts #FakeLenaBeauty,” Tamara stopped reading, dropped her phone on the tabel as the silent room watched her. “This is detrimental to the company and directly affecting the products. I’ll work with you on the condition that you get your PR team to remove all traces of this video from the internet immediately,”

Who knows. “I did not kill your mother, Jessica. And I did not deserve the punishment I got from your father. No matter how much you are grieving, banishing a child should never be your go to. But he was blind, and he listened too much to you and your pathetic brother. Did you tell him about the abuse you two put me through? The living hell I had to endure everyday in his hell house? How his children terrorized someone innocent, just because I was ordered to cover for your lack of magic? No? Well, how about we talk about that, or you can get the hell out of my pack. Liam IS MINE!” Ember roars the last thing, her voice combined with Maddie, and the impact of the words leave no doubt about how

“Cute. But you and your pet fiancée just made a lot of enemies. Powerful ones. Maybe you should’ve played nice.” The line went dead. I didn’t move. Didn’t blink. This wasn’t just about business anymore. This was war. And Emery—she wasn’t just collateral. She was the target. And I wondered why they truly needed Emery. What hurt me? Or was it just Tobias playing his game? I have made a lot of enemies from the business world, and l have shot down a lot of companies, but none of them have come for me or attempted to fight back, not even once, but all of them are ganging up against me. Why now. It shouldn't be now. Not now. Not when I now had to weak spot