Shadow In The Ember Series Novels & Stories

With a swift motion, he activated a device on his suit that emitted a blinding burst of light, temporarily dispersing the shadows around them. Seizing the opportunity, Emberlyn launched herself forward once more, her movements fluid and precise. She delivered a series of calculated strikes, forcing the villain on the defensive. But the shadows were not so easily banished. As they began to creep back, the villain drew upon their power, effectively repelling Emberyln with a blast enough to rip her skin from bones. She tumbled back, almost as if lifeless. She quickly regained herself, stopping her momentum from sending her straight into another wall. Keagan was on the other end of the battlefie

Sorry, Perc, I promise I’m trying. “Why don’t you go play with the others now. I can see Nova waving at you to come over.” I told him. “Okay.” He let his shadow swallow up the book. He liked keeping things in the shadow realm, just like me. We often hang out in there together. He likes watching others, and observing them through their shadow doors, just like I did. “They are all getting so big!” Ember’s voice snapped my attention. “They really are.” I sighed. “You okay?” She sensed my sadness.

Only shadows, thick and oppressive. Then the shadows shifted. Ember watched, paralysed by the scene unfolding before her. Isla’s eyes widened in alarm as she realised she was being followed—watched, hunted. The air shimmered with a heat that felt wrong, a bitterness that clawed at the edges of Ember’s consciousness. It was hungry, feral. A figure stepped forward from the shadows—towering and cloaked in swirling smoke, his features obscured by darkness. Ember’s heart raced as she felt the presence; the aura of the rival clan’s alpha was unmistakable.

Light swallowed everything. Not fire, not storm, not ember, something older. It surged through the clearing, so bright the roots shrieked and shriveled back into the dirt. My chest split open, ember blazing wild, tethered to the shadow's core by a burning thread. I couldn't breathe. Couldn't move. The chains wrapped around the shadow writhed, hissing as if alive. Their silver gleam turned black where the ember struck, but instead of breaking, they tightened, biting deeper into the figure's form.

Like a heartbeat that wasn’t mine. “She sees through the veil,” Ember continued. “She’s speaking to the other side.” I blinked. “What does that mean?” Link stepped behind me, wrapping an arm around my waist protectively. Logan stood near the edge of the circle, watching the trees. Always watching. “It means she’s reaching beyond what even Logan touched,” Ember whispered. “Fire can burn. But shadow? Shadow remembers.” Link I wanted to burn the entire forest down just to give her light. This darkness—it wasn’t natural. It moved like it had intention. Like it breathed.

**MOON GODDESS** The child is a bridge. Not a weapon. Raise him in truth. Guard him not from the world—but *for* it. A gust of wind rippled the field. The light began to fade. **MOON GODDESS** And beware the one who carries your face in shadow. She walks still. **EMBER** Who? But the vision cracked. --- **INT. EMBER & ASHER’S CABIN – NIGHT** Ember jolted upright in bed with a gasp, hand to her chest. Her skin glowed faintly with silver, slowly dimming.

It was quiet for a few minutes and he finally said, “Tilly and I have absolutely no secrets. People like you and me … we can’t be with just anyone. It’s either one night stands, fake short term relationships or nothing. You don’t just find a Tilly on every corner. A woman that will accept you, that if you are totally honest with her … won’t be afraid of you. I never had someone to … to help me. To direct me, and it damn near killed me. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. I call it my dark shadow … it’s a part of me, but it’s a part of me I can mostly keep hidden, that I can control.

It looked like hope amidst the darkness that surrounds it. She shivered when the cold breeze assaulted her skin. Ember had developed this kind of habit to go out every night, when everyone was fast asleep and she would watch the darkness of the night before her. It made her feel secure and calm. And she knew she was getting weirder as her tummy got larger, and she thought it was her child who played the role of her change.

“Emeric is what Anton and his father call a shadow spy, only a few even know we have these types of spies,” “And a shadow spy is?” I asked before anyone else could, my hands comforting my pregnant self and although I felt mad Emrys never told me about any of this, I decided to take a deep breath and reason with myself… Maybe he has an explanation as to why he never told me any of this.

As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden hue over campus, Charlie, Maya, Ethan, and Liam gathered in their secret hiding place, the old abandoned hedge garden behind the science building. The air was thick with anticipation; they had been waiting for this moment for weeks. The four friends had been diligently gathering information about the plot against the werewolf king, and now they were ready to share their findings with Jessica.