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Eternal Ember
£21.99
Eternal Ember is the haunting beginning of The Aethlum Saga—a tale of ancient gods, rising darkness, and a child born with silver eyes who may be Illyndor’s last hope. As kingdoms fall and shadows stir, unlikely heroes must rise, hearts will be broken, and the ember of light must endure… or all will be unmade.…
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“The gods may be gone. But the ember still burns.”
Three thousand years ago, the gods fell. Only Aevyra remained.
Before she vanished, the last goddess caged the god of unmaking—Malakar—and left behind a single spark of her divine light: the first Lightbearer. Now, in the shattered world of Illyndor, that spark has returned.
In a haunted forest soaked in old blood, a child with silver eyes is born beneath moonlight. He is cradled by fate and hunted by horrors. The witch Vellin prowls the trees, drawn by blood and prophecy. And when her shadow falls upon the cottage of Mallwell and Reyla, not all will survive what comes next.
Far to the north, Lord Thalorin Rhon’Dareth of Silverwood rides with only one companion—Gromm Stonefist, an eight-foot warrior of fury and fire—to defend a doomed village under siege. What awaits them at Hollow Rise will echo across ages.
From moonlit groves to burning battlegrounds, from temple halls to cursed ruins, Eternal Ember is a sweeping saga of ancient powers, fragile hope, and the spark of light that endures in even the darkest places.
A tale of rebirth and reckoning, this opening chapter in The Aethlum Saga blends visceral emotion with rich worldbuilding and unforgettable characters. Perfect for readers who seek fantasy that hurts, heals, and lingers.
8 reviews for Eternal Ember
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Jenna Farrow –
I finished this at 3am and stared at the ceiling wondering who gave MJ Kaye permission to rip my heart out that elegantly. The prose is beautiful, the world feels ancient and real, and Eldryn… Eldryn broke me. Five stars and a slightly ruined emotional state.
Callum –
This book doesn’t pull punches. The first chapter alone had me clutching the pages like a lifeline — childbirth, shadows, ancient forests, and a villain who gave me actual chills. MJ Kaye doesn’t write safe fantasy. He writes truth wrapped in flame and sorrow. I’ll be thinking about Reyla’s scene for a long, long time.
eloise.d@frostmail.com –
There’s something uniquely earned about every beat in this story. Eldryn doesn’t stumble into greatness — he inherits pain, carries legacy, and bleeds for every inch forward. And the writing? Like poetry with a sword. Honestly, I’d sell a toe for a Tarian short story collection.
Suri Anand –
If “emotional damage but make it lyrical” was a book, this would be it. The forest scenes were vivid and terrifying, the mythology layered, and the characters? Utterly real. I want to protect Eldryn. I want to punch Nokon. I want to hug Sylindra. This world lives.
Alyse Camden –
That ending. That ending. I closed the book and just sat there, blinking through tears. It wasn’t dramatic. It wasn’t explosive. It was quiet grief, whispered regrets, and a boy who never asked to be anything more than a brother. Eldryn broke me in the gentlest way. I’m not okay, and I mean that as the highest compliment.
Tomas Greyfield –
The final pages felt like a funeral and a lullaby all at once. The weight of everything Eldryn doesn’t say is what hit me hardest. His final walk past the keep… the thoughts of Auren… gods, that was brutal in its honesty. This is fantasy with soul. With marrow. With ache.
Isla Norell –
I didn’t expect to cry over a wolf. Or a boy’s desperate wish for family. But the last few pages undid me. The scene with Veyla nudging his palm while he’s just… hollowed by grief? I swear I felt that in my bones. Eternal Ember didn’t just tell a story — it unraveled one, line by line, until it left me whispering, “please come back.”
Mira –
I’ve just finished Eternal Ember and I’m utterly stunned. I had to drop everything and write this before my brain melted from sheer emotional overload.
I expected a slow, worldbuilding-heavy intro — you know, the usual fantasy warm-up. What I got was a gut-punch in the first few pages, and it never let up. I won’t spoil it, but I have to say something about… Her. You’ll know who I mean. She is, without exaggeration, the most revolting, skin-crawling character I’ve ever encountered in fantasy — and I’ve read a lot of fantasy.
And then there’s Eldryn. This boy… gods. You just want to scoop him up and protect him from everything — but that’s not the world he lives in. Bullied. Beaten. Broken. And I won’t say more, because what happens deserves to hit you raw. MJ Kaye writes pain with a truth most authors never dare touch.
Let me be absolutely clear: MJ Kaye does not pull punches. This isn’t soft fantasy. This is sharp, emotional, unflinching storytelling that reaches in and carves its name on your heart.
If this is how the Chronicles of the Aethlum begins, then I’ll be the one standing in the rain, wind, or snow, waiting for the next book. And to MJ Kaye directly — where in Illyndor have you been hiding?
This is what fantasy is supposed to be. If I could give it six stars I would.