‘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 left Cora in the next room, going to find Matthias to see his side of the situation. I found him in his room with Cyrus, crying his eyes out as he sat on the floor. I shared a silent look to Cyrus; he nodded towards me and left the room—possibly to distract Alois. I entered Matthias’ room and gently sat with him, pulling him close to me to rest his head against my shoulder.


“Am I not good enough..?” He whimpered softly, trying his best to stop crying. I reached behind me and grabbed a pillow, gently handing it to him for him to hold. Matthias had been the only one I’d consider an actual brother with how different he treated me from Cora and Cyrus.


I gently shushed him as I held him, rocking him gently. “No, you’re perfect,” I assured him, “anyone would be lucky to have you as their mate—male, female, or otherwise.” I gently rubbed his back as we sat together. I didn’t want to leave him alone during this moment.


Chapter 32: Tea Time Tensions