Wade X Ember Novels & Stories

“The Bane pack youths had latched onto Ember while she was at the academy.” “What academy? You didn’t want her off pack lands?” Calum asked with confusion. “Bernadette had banished Ember and sent her to Wood Creek Academy as a scholarship orphan after Ilene had framed her for changing grades on the teacher’s computer.” “What? That academy is full of pompous pricks?” Calum answered with concern. “Well, turns out the Bane pack have some of their youth there and they took Ember in. She had requested to stay after I found her and I was forced to agree, since she no longer trusts me or the pack after what she’s been through.”

she whispered, her voice small and scared. Lucas Antonio,a man in his late thirties, a name whispered in boardrooms with reverence, a titan of industry, knelt before the small, broken child. The man who commanded vast energy empires, whose decisions swayed markets, found himself humbled by the profound grief etched on Ava's face. He recognized the hollowness in her eyes, a mirror of the despair he had once known. He gently lifted her into his arms. Her small body trembling against his.

He added. Under the table, I twirled Damon's wedding band on my finger. I really should have seen beyond all the facade. “Same difference, brother.” Adrian said, patting Damon's back. “That's not to say this is the end. It might be the beginning of more worlds to explore.” “Are you drunk?” Damon asked Adrian, looking between him and Hawk Eye. She laughed a little too hard at Damon's jokes, making me hate her all the more. “It's nice to have you guys here. Emily and I were hyped about it all morning.” Damon said, formally.

She was smaller than Carolina expected, her face crowded with the delicate geometry of someone who had never, for a moment, been a child. The ledger changed hands. Morgan watched as Ember scanned down the list and, for a moment, her smile cracked sideways, revealing yellow teeth and something like hope. “You did it,” she said. “That’s impossible.” Morgan shrugged. “That’s the business.” Wyn, standing in the gloom, asked the only question that mattered: “Does this do what you want?” Ember’s eyes flicked up, as if seeing them for the first time. “No one gets everything they want,” she said. “But maybe Siphon breathes a little longer.”

It was a video, grainy, like it had been recorded in haste. Ember stared into the lens. Her face was bruised, but her eyes burned bright. “My name is Ember. I was created by Ash Phoenix as his final weapon. But I am not him. I don’t want war. I don’t want destruction. I want truth. I want family.” She paused. “Alma Sterling if you’re watching this, I need your help.” Ezra exchanged a look with Alma. “This could be bait.” Roman agreed. “Or a trap.”

In that case, all bets would be off. . . . . . THE END . . . . . Ember Casey is a USA Today bestselling author who writes books about wicked billionaires, Hollywood bad boys, playboy princes, and rugged adventurers. The other stories in her bestselling Fontaines of Hollywood series include The Lies Between the Lines (Luca's story!), The Secret to Seduction, The Mystery of You, and the Thrill of Temptation.

I can't imagine a greater freedom than that. The End . . . . . Ember Casey is a USA Today bestselling author who writes sizzling romances about wicked billionaires, Hollywood bad boys, playboy princes, and rugged adventures. Her other works include His Wicked Games and the Fontaines of Hollywood series. You can find more about her work at EmberCasey.com.

I stood there and stared at myself not knowing what to do. I was able to finally take my clothes off and step into the hot shower water. I did not dare take a bath because I don’t think I would have been able to get up if I laid in a bath. I let the water run over my body as I let my head lay on the wall. Closing my eyes, I tried to relax. All at once, the tears came. I couldn’t stop, I had so much inside of me and it all wanted out. I stayed there for a long time just letting the sound of the water hide my sobbing from the world. When I got out, I noticed that my eyes were now puffy along with being injured. I am a mess and I’m too tired and emotionally drained to care. After wrapping a to

But the 25 year old Ember was amused, not being ablen to decipher herself than others. "Of course I do," she started but she immediately spotted Zaire entering the area and something in her switched. Somehow, she wanted to show him that she didn't need him. She had his own world to be a part of. So, when they were called to board the cars, Ember moved slightly towards Will. "And if, for any bizarre reason, it goes wrong..", Ember started, making sure Zaire was looking while she hooked her arm with Will's when he offered and walked away. "..You can count on me to whip up a last minute plan and save the day."

‘I will definitely be taking home the VMA award for best warrior dance moves and voice this year. ‘You will definitely be taking the idiot in love award.’ Ember laughs. ‘Are you sure you don’t want a mate?’ I shake my head at her. She huffs. “What a man, what a man, what a man, what a mighty good man (yes he is)” I grab a mat and start working on my sit ups still singing as sexy as I can, even though Ember is now howling in pain. “You so crazy, I wanna have your baby.”