EmberGate Academy (Coming soon!)

 They say I burn cold, and they're not wrong. My ghost flames freeze instead of sear, which makes me about as popular as a plague at EmberGate Academy. Being a cinder wraith transfer student in my final year leaves me stuck with the academy's most dangerous trio for combat trials.

Axel: a hellhound with anger management issues.

Atlas: a pyroclast who makes volcanic eruptions look subtle.

Scorpius: a fire drake who doesn't play well with others.

When students start losing their fire magic one by one, guess who becomes suspect number one? The freaky dead girl who drains life force through her flames. The academy's golden boys are too busy pointing fingers at me to notice someone is actually hunting students.

My three dangerous teammates are the only ones who believe I'm innocent. But working with them means getting close, and getting close means they'll discover what my curse really does to people I care about.

Some secrets burn everything they touch. Mine just might destroy the only chance I have at belonging somewhere.

 My curse is evolving, and it's hungry. What started as cold ghost flames is becoming something else entirely—something that whispers promises of power I'm not sure I want.

The conspiracy we uncovered runs deeper than we thought. The fire demon was just the opening act. Now there's a full-scale war brewing in the Fire Realm, and EmberGate Academy has become ground zero for rebels who want to tear down everything.

The only way to combine our powers and survive what's coming is through magical covenants—bonds that'll tie us together permanently. But every connection I forge burns away more of my humanity. Each bond makes me stronger and less... me.

When someone we trusted sells us out to the enemy, we're forced underground. Now we're the academy's most wanted, and the rebels think I'm their key to victory.

They're not wrong. My curse isn't just evolving—it's unlocking something ancient. Something that could save the Fire Realm or destroy every realm that exists.

The question isn't whether I can control it. It's whether I'll still be me when the smoke clears.

 War is here, and I'm the match everyone wants to strike.

The Fire Realm is burning—literally. Rebels have torn open portals to drain power from other realms, and my curse? Turns out it's the master key they've been looking for all along. I'm not just a cinder wraith. I'm a living weapon designed to unlock doorways between worlds.

The enemy wants me to open the final portal. My mates want me to destroy it. Both choices could kill me, and honestly? Death might be the easy way out.

But I've learned something about being bound to three males who'd burn down worlds for me: sometimes love isn't about staying safe. Sometimes it's about trusting the people who see your darkness and choose to stand in it with you.

The final battle will require me to become the monster I was cursed to be. The only question is whether the bonds we've forged are strong enough to bring me back from the edge.

Some fires consume everything in their path. Others forge something stronger from the ashes.

Time to find out which kind I am.