The Edge Of Reason Ember Novels & Stories

"That's impossible! Cordelia was fine. How could she be dead? Tell me where she is, or I'll kill you!" Tobias' eyes were bloodshot, his scent indicating he was spiraling toward a complete loss of control. Matthew arrived and managed to stabilize him at the last second.

Of course, she was probably wanting the attention. “Hi! I’m Emma.” She winked at her, the thick frame of her lashes barely moving. Lily waved her hand. She rubbed her arm up and down. “Not much of a talker, are you?” Emma giggled. She was obviously just a little tipsy. Lily shook her head, trying to back away from the blonde girl. Unfortunately, Emma wasn’t going to let her if so easily. “Excuse me.” She tried to get away again.

she warns him of his action. "It is not a crime 'cause this is my property too. I cannot be called trespasser, so?," he looks up grinning like a devil. Emily looks at the different corner of the room trying to calm down her racing heartbeat. She close her eyes and regain her composure. She persuaded herself to not be intimated.

Saavi had put her full body weight on Dhruv who held her like he was protecting her. "Dhruv," Saavi called him running her index finger on his bicep. "Yes, love." "Why do you call me Ember To My Flame?" she asked remembering when she was about to commit suicide Dhruv stopped her and confessed Saavi was The Ember to his Flame. "Interesting Question, love." Dhruv smiled before asking, "Do you know what Ember is?" Saavi raised her head from his chest and nodded vigorously. She answered her husband as she said, "Yes, a piece of wood or coal that is not burning, but is still red and hot after a fire has died."

Hope's POV “Emberfang?” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. A chill ran down my spine, seizing my entire body in an icy grip. No. This had to be a joke. Was Lucian toying with me? My breath came in short, shaky bursts as I slowly unwrapped my arms from Orion, dread clawing at my chest. My lips trembled, fear settling deep in my bones at the thought of returning to that hellhole—the place that had broken me piece by piece, the dungeon where I had wasted away for years. I would rather die than go back.

"You are just a kind-hearted lady, how come I don't see that in the beginning?" "Maybe because you were a bit blind? It's normal for people who have a penchant for mischief. I will not repeat myself, darling. If you try to make me angry, I will show you the other side of me which not many people are privy to." Ember smiled and walked out of her room. As she headed downstairs, Ellie ended the call and smiled as she had it on record now. "Dad, did you hear what she just said?" "That she can make you disappear and a lot of mean stuff?"

Right when I scanned my boarding pass and stepped through the gate, he called out, "Lucille, is there really no chance for us?" I did not stop walking. That was the clearest answer I could give him. The flight from Ember City to Cascade City flew by, just three hours. I had never been to Cascade City before. It was chillier than I expected. I checked into the cozy B&B I had booked instead of some fancy hotel. I wanted to feel the pulse of the place.

she vowed. Together, they watched the last flickers die—not in darkness, but in the promise of dawn yet to come Epilogue The Ember That Remains The embers pulsed low in the ceremonial brazier, casting soft golden light across the stone walls of the newly built Ember Hall. Around them, shelves filled with reclaimed manuscripts and recovered sigils whispered of ancient wisdom not hoarded, but shared. A circle of chairs stood unoccupied for now, waiting not for secrecy, but for seekers.

Rain's P.O.V. I entered Ember's mind quickly, I need to figure this out before it's too late. Why is it I can't seem to protect my children like I swore I would? Ember's so much like me, too much like me. Only she's so much stronger without even knowing it. I wish she could see herself the way I see her. My little spark, the one that ignited the fire inside us all. My little fire starter.

"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." ***