Novel & Cerita The Edge Of Reason Ember And Damon

Damon began and sat down on the bed opposite me. “Were you going to tell me?” I asked him. “It kept me awake on the jet the whole way back. I was planning to tell you everything,” he said as I looked into his eyes. “So tell me everything,” I said to him. “On my twenty-first birthday I imprinted on Iris, she’s Jared’s sister, she was seventeen at the time and I waited for her for a year. On her eighteenth birthday we had her acceptance ceremony, which is basically like a human marriage, bonding us together forever. A few months later we were attacked by rogues and Iris was injured. The doctor told me she was pregnant and that’s how I uncovered the truth about Iris. It wasn’t my child and she

I ran towards it and stared as it glow like an ember. "This must be the ember of love!" I exclaimed. "You're right Princess," an unfamiliar voice suddenly spoke. "Who are you?" "I am the ember of love waiting to be flourished by you. When you learn how to turn that ember into a blazing flame of affection then you could easily defeat Velion," she told me. "But how?" I really have no idea on how to use that ember of love. "It's all up to you. Remember to listen to your heart and everything will go according to how destiny planned it to be." Those were the last words I heard from her before I opened my eyes to see the worried faces of my friends and aunt Athena.

Damien felt the same way. This was a strange feeling for him. He'd had other loves in his life before her, but none of them even came close to what she meant to him. They were hollow shells of humanity, a small flicker of flame compared to the raging fire that was Elena. He felt that she deserved to know what he was feeling, that no matter how his voice sounded in her ears, she needed to hear his true voice. He knew she was ready for it this time. He opened that connection again, softly this time, knowing just where to push and slip into her mind.

When I Lance him throwing daggers at me with his eyes, I sealed my lips, "Okay, I'll shut up." I am taking back what I said earlier. Lance is just weird, not a good kinda weird. ___ Lance Storm Ember was weirdly quiet for almost about two minutes, and I knew two minutes of silence wasn't weird if one was talking to a normal person. But this was Ember Corbin and probably it was the first time she has been this quiet for the longest, except the time she was ignoring me—

Chapter 5 The fight is against Shade Marcus the Narrsissist Vampire King. Sam stands tall, his chiseled physique a testament to his unwavering dedication to fitness. His bulging biceps and broad shoulders exude raw power, honed from years of military battles. His shoulder-length black hair often falls messily onto his broad shoulders, and his piercing grey/blue eyes seem to bore into those he meets. His tattoos, a striking blend of Mayan tribal and Anunnaki designs, whisper tales of his rebellious past and his defiance against the darkness. As an elder vampire and a skilled fighter, Sam's tech expertise and ancient knowledge make him a formidable force in the world. His raw, masculine appeal

Damien held her gaze. “I know you came into my life for a reason,” he said. “And I know it wasn’t by coincidence that we met that night.” Emily’s fingers tightened slightly against her shoulder. “And somehow,” he continued, his voice steady, “I know that reason is connected to where we came from.” Her eyes narrowed slightly. “We?” she repeated. The word sat between them, unfamiliar and heavy. Damien didn’t answer with words. Instead, he reached for the collar of his shirt and pulled it aside, exposing his shoulder. The large floral tattoo was still there, dark and deliberate, but he shifted it just enough to reveal the faint outline beneath it, something older, something that had been covere

“You even dare come back after running away?. And you think you can bring some stranger’s pups here? They smell like trouble and you also smell like trouble.” “Quiet,” Damon snapped at her. His voice bore the Alpha power that shut her mouth fast. His eyes were locked on me the whole time. I felt the mate bond glared between us, like a small flame that refused to die. It was burning hard in my chest, but it also pulled at me in ways I did not want to feel. Damon was blinking, his gaze fixed on me carefully. He noticed that I had a stronger energy the way I stood tall now, and the power that rolled off me and the twin

I waited for a few seconds without a reply before knocking on the door again. Tap. Again, there was no response. Just as I was about to turn back to the kitchen, I heard a soft moan of a female. At first, I shook my head in disbelief, thinking my mind was playing tricks on me. But, it became louder and I could also hear the grunting sound of our alpha. My emotions got the best of me as I could no longer handle the suspense. I gently opened the door, and to my surprise, I saw Damon pounding his shaft into a lady with blonde curly hair and pretty blue eyes. That was Ember Rivers. Her bare legs wrapped firmly around his waist as his thrust became deeper. Their nakedness was in full display as t

a deep male voice asked from the cell beside us. “I’m Alpha Killian of the Nightshade Pack and I’m here because he wants my mate,” I told the unknown person. “Why?” he asked. “Because Ember is the most powerful fire elemental to walk this planet. Unfortunately, Soren doesn’t understand that he can’t control her by any means. He made himself an enemy and she will kill him for the things he has done to her,” Dusan said, looking into the cell beside me. “You said Ember? A fire elemental?” the voice said again.

Daniel said before hanging up. Elle brought down her hand before putting the phone back inside her bag. With her head slightly bent, she saw Ethan move in the corner of her eyes. "Don't!" Elle said pointing at him "Don't you dare come near me!" She further said making Ethan halt his step. Elle's eyes were hard as she looked at Ethan with so much hatred she didn't know she would one day harbor for him. He was not the same person she knew, why hold unto him like the last hope? Now, that he was here, she can finally make up her mind to find justice for her mother's death.