‘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

King Sias’ voice boomed through the throne room as Asmodyus, Malik, and I all stood before him. His eyes burned as red as his fury. 


Gripping at Asmodyus’ hand, I believed we were going to get punished for Malik’s transgressions. I held tight to Asmodyus as Sias’ came down from his throne, closing the distance between him and Malik.


Sias stood a respectable few inches above Malik. His face, although youthful from his vampiric powers, held the lines and scars of his reign. The gray in his hair and beard signified his true age behind fierce blood eyes that matched his wife and son. His stature displayed his strength as a warrior king, something I was sure his grandmother—Queen Izora—would be proud of.


Chapter 41: Judgement