‘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

I couldn’t bring myself to go back to the castle after watching Asmodyus leave. Now that I knew what and who I was to him, I couldn’t bring myself to be in the same vicinity as Malik. I tried to think of any other possible place that I could go to keep myself distracted, ultimately heading towards Levi’s grandparents house. I got back onto the horse I had taken from the castle stables and rode off.


Levi’s grandparents lived on the far east side that was still close to the water. The house was stationed on a hill that overlooked the black cliffs of the Colkestian shoreline. It was a gothic styled estate that one would’ve assumed was taken directly out of a horror story, even in the best light.


It was a house that I only ever had the opportunity to enter once. As I rode up the pathway to the front of the house, I saw Levi sprint from the window of his bedroom and out the front door. How he was able to sprint from upstairs to the front door so fast was beyond me.


Chapter 28: House of Corvit