Novel & Cerita The Edge Of Reason Ember And Damon

Damon: I watched them from the edge of the training yard, arms crossed, my shoes planted in the dirt. The sun was almost gone now, just a low, burning ember bleeding across the horizon. I hadn't meant to overhear their conversation. Hell, I hadn’t even planned to walk by. But there was something about the stillness between them that made me stop. There was a vision that I never expected to see, one that I was feeling triumphed over. Two women.

Everyone moved around as if walking on glass. Darius stood outside the room, speaking with Gamma in a low tone. His expression was unreadable, his usual calm now layered with something heavier. Ember could feel his presence even without looking at him…that strange pull that had been growing stronger since the ruins. It wasn’t just the bond anymore; it was something deeper, almost magnetic. When he finally entered the room, she tensed. “You didn’t eat,” he said softly, nodding at the untouched tray. “I’m not hungry,” Ember replied, her voice low, her fingers gripping the edge of the chair.

“Who are they?” Kael’s jaw tightened, his words looming heavy with gravity. “The ones who burn without purpose. The ones who forgot what fire is for.” With that, he turned away, gathering Ember’s belongings with swift, practiced hands, a sense of urgency imbued in his every movement. Ember’s pendant pulsed once—soft, warm, like a heartbeat reminding Isla of an inner light. It shimmered faintly in the half-light, and with an imperceptible shift in the atmosphere, the monitor beside the bed flickered, then went dark.

Then— Emma: That bad, huh? Should I send rescue reinforcements? I’ve got a flashlight and a skateboard. I can be there in five. I laughed under my breath, sinking against the headboard. Me: Only if you’re okay jumping a security gate. Emma: You underestimate my athletic skills. Me: Didn’t you almost fall trying to roast a marshmallow last night? Emma: That fire was too aggressive. It lunged first. I bit my lip, grinning. I could still see her — hair glowing orange from the fire, wearing that lavender dress. The way she’d smiled right before I kissed her.

"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." ***

Flashback Damien stared at the door from where Ryan left after comforting him. His lips twitched in a smirk. "My boy doesn't even know that I already know about my Princess's plans." Smiling to himself, he casually strolled to the couch and pick up his white shirt. "Emma, Emma. What should I do with you?" Damien sang while wiping the sweat from his neck and chest, "Just why can't you give in? Do you think that fucking human will save you? How naive."

Brandon, Hamilton, Jeffery, and Miryam burst out of the darkness and into the scene, coming between Angie and the Infected to tackle the frontliners. Out of the blue, long sharp blades flew at Angie. Angie stopped to catch the blades that she immediately could recognise as fully charged. When she looked at where they came from, Wilbur waved at her. He was there with Valerie and Conrad to provide long-range support. Angie gestured her thanks, then took off for the Infected again.

Before he left Roman walked up to her, and Raven was caught off-guard, his scent was really good and he was way more handsome up close. "Can I have your number?" "Sure," Raven told him her digits and he saved it. "Talk to you later." Roman winked at her as he went out and when she looked next to him she found Damien watching her. He didn't say anything to her as he also walked out after Roman Early access to chapters: www.patreon.com/taniashava

Silver: I was having the time of my life as Damon kissed me beyond my wildest dreams, until our moment was abruptly cut short by the library door creaking open. I was more irritated than afraid when Terah walked in and the glare I shot him did nothing to conceal that fact. I was still sitting on Damon’s lap with my hands wrapped around his neck and he did not try to remove me from his lap either even after Terah came in. He had the same look of irritation I had on his face.

he paused and entwined our fingers together. "I, Damon Grayson, Alpha of the Moonshine Pack, accept you, Roxanne Emiliano, as my mate.” He said, leaving me all smiles. "I, Roxanne Emiliano, accept you, Damon Grayson, as my mate,” I said and heard Ria whisper, That's my girl, to me.