‘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

He hadn’t done anything wrong. He could never do wrong—not in my eyes. That was what made being with him so infuriating. It was most often for couples to find faults in one another and work past them to strengthen each other.


His eyes enraptured me, and his words haunted my dreams. I wanted nothing more than to have him wrap me up and take me to cloud nine. While all at once I wanted to keel over with how quickly I was susceptible to his charms. Asmodyus was so much of an enigma that I wasn’t sure if I wanted to discover him properly.


The light of the fireplace encased Asmodyus in a warm glow. Seeing him in this light, so close while being so infuriatingly far away—I turned away from him. I knew he hated the way I was ignoring him. I covered my mouth slightly as I heard him let out a low growl of frustration. He approached me from behind, wrapping his arms around me again.


Chapter 39: I Want Him