Novel-novel oleh Little Rose

Ember Frost’s POVI had already gone through the agony of being reborn once before. That kind of pain was only physical—raw, brutal, but survivable. There was no reason to run from it.This time would be different. Lunaris would bend to my will.Whatever ease remained in Malachar's expression disappeared. His eyes hardened as he abandoned any pretense of restraint. The air around him seemed to tighten. A heartbeat later, he was moving toward me.Good. So he finally understood—this wasn't something he could dismiss anymore. I wasn't just resisting him. I was a threat."You really are nothing but a wild beast—completely beyond control."His face contorted. A sharp, unsteady laugh escaped him, and for a moment he looked dangerously close to losing control."Why won't any of you just listen and obey!"The corrupt force surged through me like a river current, driving the pain to its limit. My legs nearly gave out beneath me. Still, I forced myself to stay upright, clenching my jaw as I swa

Ember Frost’s POVShe slipped her arm through mine for a moment before letting go and taking a step back. Even then, I was still aware of her standing nearby."I'm scared," I admitted, my voice shaking. I swallowed hard, but the tears came anyway. "I don't understand why all of this keeps happening to me. I don't know what I'm supposed to do next."She stayed quiet while I spoke. When I finished, she took a moment before answering."Maybe you don't have to figure everything out right now," she said. "Most people don't. We spend so much time trying to understand why things happen, but sometimes there isn't an answer waiting for us straight away."She glanced down briefly before looking back at me."I know it feels overwhelming now," she said. "But feeling lost doesn't mean you'll always feel this way. A lot can change before you realize it."I was quiet for a moment before asking, "So what do we find in the end? Something good? Or something bad?"She thought about that."I don't think

Ember Frost’s POVA snowflake drifted down and landed on Eira's cheek. It stayed there.I waited for it to melt, but it didn't.Eira didn't move. Not a breath, not a twitch.I looked at her face, then at her chest, waiting for some sign of life.There was nothing.Eira was dead.No.I looked at her again.Eira was dead.I stared down at her, waiting for something to change. For her chest to rise. For her eyes to open. For someone to tell me I'd gotten it wrong.Nothing happened.I was still holding her, but the cold biting at my skin barely registered.How had it come to this?When?Or had she been slipping away long before I noticed?Snow kept falling.It gathered on the bodies scattered across the battlefield, softening their outlines until they blurred into the white. Every gust of wind covered a little more of them.I looked down at Eira.A few snowflakes had settled in her hair.A bitter wind swept across the battlefield.I blinked.The presence around me was gone.The voices tha

Ember Frost’s POVThe shift on the battlefield was instant.Medina broke away from Malachar without a second thought.One moment she was holding him back, and the next she was beside us, already focused on Eira.But whatever she saw made her expression tighten.That alone told me enough.“Enough of your theatrics,” Medina snapped, turning her glare back to Malachar. The air around her shivered under the pressure of her restrained force. “Call it off. Now. She’s not going to survive this if you keep pushing it.”Malachar didn’t react.Not even a blink.He just stood there, calm in a way that didn’t fit the moment, watching as if everything unfolding in front of him was already decided long ago.“Nothing is going to happen to her,” he said evenly. “That’s normal.”A brief pause followed, like he wasn’t in any rush to finish the thought.“Flesh decays. The soul endures—far beyond what you think can be destroyed.” Medina’s expression darkened.“Don’t talk in riddles,” she said coldly. “E

Ember Frost’s POVMedina’s protective formation held steady around Eira and me, sealing us into a small pocket of calm amid the chaos.Even through the barrier, bits of the conversation kept reaching us.Divine essence.Child.Soul rebirth.I knew what every word meant. That wasn't the problem.The problem was that none of it made any sense togetherFrom what I could gather, Eira had some kind of connection to Malachar in a past life. Maybe she had been his daughter.But the more I thought about it, the less it fit.The way Malachar and Medina spoke to each other didn't sound like family. It definitely didn't sound like former lovers either. If anything, it sounded like something far older and messier than either of those.Yet Malachar had claimed Medina had borne his child through his divine essence. And Medina hadn't denied it.That alone was enough to throw everything into question.I kept trying to make sense of it, forcing the pieces together into something coherent, but every co

Ember Frost’s POVMalachar's smile vanished. My stomach tightened. For a moment, he simply stood there, his expression blank as if every trace of amusement had been stripped away. His jaw tightened briefly before settling again, and an uneasy silence stretched between us.I couldn't look away from him.Neither could he.His eyes remained fixed on mine, steady enough to make my pulse stumble.A shiver slid down my spine.The stare wasn't angry. If anything, that was what unsettled me most. I knew what anger looked like. I knew how to handle contempt.This was different.His gaze lingered on my face, moving slightly as though he were noticing things he hadn't before. Something flickered across his expression and vanished so quickly I couldn't make sense of it.My shoulders tensed.Every instinct urged me to step back.I stayed where I was.The silence dragged on, growing heavier with every second, until the faint crease that appeared between his brows made my breath catch.It was only