‘Even the smallest child in Avar knows that not all fairy tales come true…’

Josiah Rose was a man raised in death. His mother died when he was young and the Kingdom of Avar was run by the Vampiric Regime of Sias Amman—descendant of the victors of the War of Blood Hollow.

After his father’s passing, Josiah was caught in a fierce battle between his step mother over his childhood home. Now at twenty-one, there is only one word surrounding the market: Marriage.

Talks of nobles far and wide coming for a ball to swoon one Prince Malik Amman ring loud as Josiah finds himself in a carriage on his way into the lions den. Now Josiah has to put on his best act to survive dancing with eyes as red as blood. All the while, it feels like someone’s staring at him in the shadows.

How does one dance in slippers made of glass? How does one not get burned to cinders by dragon’s flame?

Cinders is created by Emma Silver, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author

Cinders

It was a miracle that the castle had calmed down from its own ritual by the time Josiah and I returned. Instead of putting him in his own room, I settled him in mine. It was a good distance away from Malik and having Josiah at least near my mother comforted me deeply.


I gently tucked him into my bed, smiling softly as he nuzzled gently against the pillows. I wasn’t going to lie, it hurt having to see him subjected to this one mass amount of magic at once. Even I could understand if things were moving too fast, but everyone knows the wicked never sleeps. If we were going to act, we had to act now—albeit carefully.


However, I knew I couldn’t force him to do anything when he needed his rest. It was one of the many things that made humans so different from the paranormal. Human bodies only held so much as means of stamina, that needed to be replenished every twelve to sixteen hours or so. 


Chapter 26: Vampiric Diplomacy