Romans & histoires Rise Up From The Ashes

"Don't you think you deserve the same rights?" I narrowed my eyes at him. He wasn't as bouncy and carefree as he had originally seemed. I thought him a little out of his senses when he'd first began talking to me. He rubbed his forehead, closing his eyes. "The come down is always the worst," he mumbled. It was my turn to raise an eyebrow at him this time. He nodded at my shackles. "They use runes on you. They mute my abilities with chemicals. Gets me high in the process. Now, it's wearing off and everything is setting back in. They'll sneak up here any second and shoot me up again, even though my abilities aren't a danger to anyone but myself in this state."

Hope The sound of people banging and clattering about has my eyes snapping open amd my heart rate jumping in alarm. For a second i dont know where i am or whats happening and then everything from the past week coming crashing into me like a stones being throw. Being aressted. the cells, the wolves, being a sevant in serves to those fucking monsters. I groan and sit up my head pounding from the sudden rush of information coming back to my brain. Maria rushes in worry and aggravation written all over her face" Girls get up , what are you doing !" hurry dress and meet me in the kitchen" We musint be late!" She off in a hurry yelling the same at the girls in the rooms next to ours . I look over

“Perhaps the ashes have borne fruit after all.” But Justina knew the battle was far from over. The ashes held more than remnants of destruction they held the possibility of rebirth, reclamation,and power. And she intended to rise from them, stronger than ever, unbroken, untouchable. Carson’s hand found hers once more, a tether against the chaos. “We survive this,” he said firmly. “We rise from the ashes together.” Justina’s gaze met his, fierce and unwavering. “Together,” she confirmed, every ounce of fear transmuted into determination.

The magical solution is added, and the mixture starts to emit a gentle hum, like the quiet buzzing of a harp string. "It's time to recite the pack motto," Arthur whispers and I quickly grab my mate's hand. My right hand was cut and Athena's left hand was cut. I know that my blood if mixed with hers, will accelerate her healing. So, I am not only holding her for support but to achieve the latter. "From ashes, we rise Unbroken and unbowed Ember to flame Reborn in fire and blood United we stand, united we rise Through darkness, we find light Rise, rebuild, reignite

To fall from the heights Rose herself had been pushed from. And from those ashes, perhaps something new would rise after all. Something Rose hadn't dared to imagine. Not just vengeance. But victory.

The frost-field collapses into silver light— —and I’m back in the church. I gasp, nearly falling. Lucien catches me instantly. “I’ve got you,” he says, urgent. “I’ve got you.” My heart races. My skin hums. Ruby leans in. “What did it say?” I look at them—all of them. At the cracks in the altar.At the shattered wards.At the snow falling gently outside, like it’s pretending nothing changed. “It said,” I whisper, “that everyone’s coming.” Gideon closes his eyes. “Then Winterthorne won’t survive another night like this.”

"More private. I’m thinking of calling it The Phoenix." "A bit on the nose, don't you think?" I joked weakly. He actually chuckled, a real sound that reached his eyes. "Maybe. But it fits. We rise from the ash, Raine. That’s what we do." I looked at him and wondered if I would be part of that rising, or if I’d just be another thing that got burned along the way.

Introduction: Out of the ashes, brother & sister find romance. Read and enjoy... ******* Mythology tells the story of the Phoenix; a powerful bird that at certain intervals will build a nest and sit in it as it is consumed by flames. Out of the ashes the Phoenix is reborn to once again grow in strength and wisdom. Sometimes in life, the thing that kills and destroys us is the very thing that is life's greatest blessing.

Rose's words silenced everyone. You heard the name before you were born? Ethan asked. Rose nodded slowly. I don't know how, but I remember a voice saying it. Whose voice? She closed her eyes. My grandmother's. Elena looked at her sharply. Evelyn? Rose nodded. She said Project Ascension would be different from Project Rebirth. How? Rose opened her eyes. Rebirth was created to preserve memories. Ascension was created to preserve consciousness. Jason frowned.

When she finally lifted her gaze and left it on me, it was with the precision of a hawk. “Jace.” She called. There was no warmth in her tone as she slowly began to close the distance between us. Halting in front of me, she lifted her tablet slightly, and began to read. “Blue Ridge Logistics.” Her voice was crisp as she swiped. “Orion Systems.” She swiped again. “Haven Pharmaceuticals. Crestline Energy. And… oh… Mariner Tech.” She lowered the iPad, tilting her head to the side. Her eyes narrowed with a mixture of disbelief and something dangerously close to betrayal.