A Fate Of Wrath And Flame Novels & Stories

Everything I'm doing is for our future! Raiden was more detestable by the minute. I suppressed the raging flames within to say, "Don't forget that we've already broken up, Raiden. Get the hell out of here now!"

For some reason, that last sentence stung a little. On the side, Seer Esthenel suddenly murmured in a low, raspy voice, “The fire… it flickers. Your flame is weak, child of fire. Your wolf craves its missing light.” My breath hitched. “What does that mean?” Beta Rohan looked uncomfortable, but Seer Esthenel smiled faintly. “You’ve lost balance. The fire within you is fading because it no longer burns beside its moon. But fear not, for you shall find your second chance mate before the third full moon.”

“I’ve never seen them before.” “Well,” the vampire said, “at least now we know the silver flames are part of the prophecy—and that they can be helpful. More importantly, we know you need to be present in the real world for the upcoming war.” Charlotte leaned in, urgency sharpening her voice. “Do you know anything more about the silver flames... and the prophecy?” The vampire nodded. “The Silver Flame is extremely rare. It’s called the ‘Fire of Death.’ It’s a manifestation of one’s own power, usually surfacing when the person is ready to shed their current body and move into another.”

Enough. I step closer and the air shifts. The nurse gasps softly as a familiar green flame begins to move from my skin. I inhale deeply, focusing on the burn deep within me. The fire that sent Wendigos fleeing. The flames that rejected their venom. The power that feels like it’s becoming something more. I reach for the warrior’s hand. And unleash it. Flames flood the room - cleansing, defiant, divine… Let the reckoning begin.

Even so, he figured that even if they had tried to interfere, Chase and the others would have stopped them. Either way, the opponents would have lost their composure. The situation would still have favored his side. Now that they had let him complete his charge, they could prepare to meet their maker! With supreme confidence, Walter shouted loudly as the Divine Order's Flame sun spun toward Carla and Fallon at extreme speed. The Path of Fire's true meaning carried within made Yara feel extremely comfortable. With her Phoenix Deity's bloodline, she had a natural affinity for fire. Though the fire's true meaning in Walter's Divine Order's Flame sun was not the highest grade, it was still quite

She clung to him, chasing him everywhere, even making up nonsense about having tan-skinned ancestry to explain the child's appearance. So, one kept running while the other kept chasing. Benedict was so stressed that he couldn't sleep properly. During a fire rescue, his exhaustion got the better of him—he lost focus and was crushed by falling debris. He survived, but his back was badly burned, and one of his legs was shattered. A stroke of bad luck, yet somehow he was still lucky to be alive. I sighed. It wasn't like I could gloat over something this serious. But who could say this wasn't karma?

“They are yet to use this but I guess we now have knowledge of what to expect. This was crafted by Zerathos himself. The little crimson writing matches some of the writing I had spotted on the walls in the cave. It's a dark language for blood rituals.” I sighed. Rituals again. “What does it do?” “What it explodes, it releases a burst of black flame that targets the life essence of anyone unfortunate enough to be close to it. Normal fire burns the flesh, but this…” he shook his head. “This burns from the inside out. The black flame seeps into the victim's body and consumes blood, muscle and bone. Leaving nothing but ash inside. When werewolves fight, adrenaline courses through their veins mak

“Then it has begun.” “What do we do?” She looked upward toward the moonlight struggling to reach this cursed place. We pray the flame does not remember who first lit it. We pray the Alpha heir’s wolf does not try to reclaim what the boy has already shattered. “And if it does?” Her smile deepened. Then the flame will not burn for love. It will burn with vengeance. And the gods will be the first to scream. Her voice lowered to a whisper: Then the packs will bleed. The Moon will weep.

"Alpha beat the shit out of him, and Ingham soon confessed that he did it. He said how you fought and even bit him a couple of times, but then he further angered Alpha by telling him that it shouldn't mean anything after all, you are just a werewolf. That was what finished him. Alpha said you were his whether werewolf or not; you belonged to him, and he was to respect what is his as his Alpha and King. He let him know he broke their mutual trust, and thus, he would no longer have him in the ranks. Delta Grant is the new Gamma now. Although I hate the bastard for branding me, he is a better man than Ingham," Ania said, and I understood her reasons. "So what is going to happen to Ingham?" I as

Lexie's POV I really was destined to be damned. I took a deep breath and looked at Brandon's dazed, lifeless expression. Then, I started laughing. He demanded to know what I was laughing at. I said, "This is our karma." He froze, then cried again. I watched him suffer without saying a word. Daniella had personally told me she didn't hate him. Daniella was a great person, but I wasn't. I wanted him to suffer for the rest of his life.