The Edge Of Reason Ember And Damon Novels & Stories

I reply softly, my gaze lingering on a particularly complex painting. Damon suddenly grabs my waist in a swift motion, compelling me to redirect my focus toward him. I blink when I see the conflicted emotion in his dark amber eyes. “Are you alright?” I ask, raising my hands to surround his chin. How can he be so adorable, yet so deadly and cold? “I understand the reasons behind why he wouldn't have let her go. She’s his mate after all.” He utters, reminding me of our conversation.

He had hoped for a baby sister but had not planned on racing a stubborn one. “Damon, I can't let you die... You have to think of us, think of our mothers. Hasn't lost so much already? The country needs you alive, you can't die after so much, "Emery cried into the arms of her brother. Such scenes were not an everyday happening and Damon was just as shocked at his mate. “I won't die... I won't let myself die " Damon assured her but Emery still did not let go. She shook her head in his embrace practically refusing to let go.

Facing the camera, I spoke calmly, “No one loves me anymore, and I don’t have the courage to go on living. Fine. You can all just think of me as weak, but don’t worry. I’ll make sure to record everything. Even if I die, I won’t let them get away with it.” In the video, I crouched by the shore of Exile Island, holding a sharpened piece of bamboo. Again and again, I struck it against a rock. My hands soon became a bloody mess, but I felt nothing. It was as if I had gone completely numb. Someone in the audience cried out, “What is Jacob doing, sharpening bamboo like that? He’s not thinking of ending it, is he?” “After everything he’s been through, it wouldn’t be surprising…”

Elias reached out, his long, elegant fingers tracing the thick, raised scar along Damien’s right shoulder blade—a legacy of their very first, brutal corporate war. Damien let out a low, ragged breath at the touch, his head tilting back slightly as Elias leaned into him, his bare chest pressing against Damien’s warm, solid back. The physical contact was an immediate, intoxicating drug, a temporary shield against the absolute chaos waiting for them outside these concrete walls.

Ethan I knew and loved once was no longer the same, now a day I am able to see more and more hideous and cruel side of his face……. I was able to feel a sudden change in my bones, and the only thing that can put me on ease was my REVENGE “Kabir….” I said turning back at Kabir “I don’t want to leave without completing what I have started” I said looking straight in his eyes “What do you have in mind?” he questioned me and I took a brief pause before replying “REVENGE….” After our small talk Kabir and I made sure Stefan was taken safely back to his house while Ryan was called to take care or cops and media which were now gathered all around cemetery to cover the blast news.

"What happens now? Now that the Ember Court's threat is actually behind us, not simply a countdown we're racing against." Damon considered the question seriously, turning over everything the past six months had built between them: the forced courtship, the fires, the fear, and, running through all of it, something that had grown steadily, deliberately, into the truest thing he'd ever known. "Now," he said, quiet, "I think we get to find out what it looks like to choose each other without a deadline hanging over us. No prophecy. No eclipse. No ancient faction counting down toward our sacrifice. Just us, choosing this, the way we already proved we could at that altar."

No one would dare to harm my woman. Suddenly, thoughts of Damon crossed my mind. That bastard would do anything for his twisted revenge, but was I afraid of him? No, I knew how to safeguard what was mine, and she was one of my most cherished possessions. I would wage war for her and stand against anyone who dared to hurt her. Damon was the same man responsible for Ember's father being in jail and for her doubts about me. What a complicated situation this has become… °°°

he said, his tone almost playful. “You didn’t give me much of a choice,” she replied, her voice steady despite the fear clawing at her chest. Damian tilted his head, studying her. “Brave. I can see why Ethan is so taken with you.” “What do you want, Damian?” she demanded. He took a step closer, his smile fading. “I want to send Ethan a message. And you, my dear, are the perfect messenger.” Emma’s breath caught as two men emerged from the shadows behind him, their expressions cold and menacing.

She even forgets that she’s in front of an Alpha. But Corbettjust stared at Ember with amusement dancing in his eyes. “How dare you question my intention? Liam is in danger! That woman who was manipulating him is an enemy!” Ember gritted her teeth. “How do you think I end up in the hands of the hunters and got almost butchered? It’s because she was with them.” Because of too much emotion that she had to control, Ember's eyes flickered into black and gold. All of Ember’s outbursts was nothing to Corbett.

Who all greeted me with so much excitement and others kept seeing me as Landon’s girlfriend, which I had to deny so many times that I’m just a friend. “You look really cute.” One of them, Blake commented. He had red hair, a few piercings on his ears and nose, and he was quite tall and muscular. Red beautiful eyes and if I didn’t know him, I would say he was quite a celebrity. He also had tattoos all over his torso except for the visible areas. “Thanks.” I took a step back, and he kept coming forward. “Blake, she is off limits.” Another one named Jeremy came in with a bright smile.