A Kingdom Of Flesh And Fire Novels & Stories

*Capitulo Uno* The bed hung suspended in the void, its frame forged of ancient gold, carved with symbols that seems to pulse with a celestial glow, yet every curve and carved line whispered of corruption—wings stretched across the headboard, angelic in shape but fractured, twisted, their edges sharpened like blades. The gilded frame carried the majesty of a divine godly throne. Deep crimson silk like sheets with silvery glow adorned it. The bed swayed gently as if mocking the carnage below. Fire roared and spat, devouring the darkness, its glow illuminating rivers of blood that pooled around dismembered corpses scattered everywhere like discarded offerings. The stench of scorched flesh clawe

The smell of burning flesh thickened in the air, my stomach twisting. A sudden, crippling pain ripped through my womb, blood sliding between my thighs. "No," I gasped, doubling over. "Not my baby... please, not my baby..." But the king didn't release me. His kiss deepened as Roman's body arched against the flames. The fire reflected in the king's eyes as he whispered, his lips brushing mine: "You wanted freedom. This was the price." …. I lunged upright in bed with a loud gasp, my hands clawing at the sheets. I could still taste the smoke and feel the heat. Even my chest heaved as though I had been screaming for hours.

Lucifron was the son of the King's General, and next in line to command the royal troops. He was stoic and devoid of emotions. He used his days to train and become even stronger than his father, and he occupied his free time in the company of his only friends, with whom he managed to open his soul. Hanna with her fire dragon, Argenta. Nymphe with her elemental water dragon, Hydra. Dalkor and Valdar, the only fated fireheart couple between them, with their elemental fire dragons, Reese and Kai.

He wore a thick, black robe. Springtime in the capital wasn't that cold, so the robe was overly thick for the weather. I figured this was a habit Gideon had gotten into after all his years in Morbeck. He probably couldn't change so quickly. His Majesty beckoned to me when he saw me. Only then did I get to see Gideon up close. He was handsome, and his gaze was sharp. Appearance-wise, he was definitely good-looking. The only thing was that his skin was coarse and that he had a scar marring his cheek.

one of the men instructed and everyone got on their feet as they started moving. “Line up and strip” Tristian commanded with no room for negotiation. Allison and the girls trembled with fear and despair as they were forced to remove their clothes, each garment bearing the weight of their diminishing dignity. Their hands quivered as they divested themselves of the final symbols of their humanity, surrendering to the will of their captors. Tristian descended upon the girls like a creature from the depths of hell. He held a branding iron forged in the fiery inferno, glowing red with embers of cruelty.

The sweet girl seemed to be in love with Clinton since after that day they met at the club, love at first sight. The movie they went to see at the cinema was a very popular movie, Fast and Furious. It was at Sage Cinema they went to, one of the very famous cinemas in the town. As they stepped in, they got a space to stay very comfortable and dimmed. Shortly, the movie started showing as they enjoyed the interesting actions the movies portrayed. An hour and thirty minutes of the movie had gone by, Alexia was already feeling tired and sleepy not withstanding the fact that the movie show was boring. She rested her head on his body as relentlessly gummed her body to Clinton’s. Clinton found his

“You look like sin.” She arched a brow. “You should know. You're the one who keeps dragging me to hell.” His lips curved. “And yet you keep coming back for more.” “Only so I can burn it down.” He rose from the bed, the way men did in war—slow, sure, deadly. “You won't burn this kingdom, cara mia.” He moved to her, brushing a knuckle down her bare collarbone. “You'll rule it.” “Is that what you want?” She asked, voice steady. “Your queen by your side?”

All I could think of was her mouth that was on mine and her fingers that were trailing up my spine. The vivid images of what we have been doing for this past two days behind closed doors started swimming back in my officially corrupted mind and suddenly, all I could feel was that unquenchable feeling. That need she left me with the day she finally made me a woman. That invisible imprint of lust she had left on my poor body, making me long for her gorgeous body in a very abnormal and scary amount of need. The desire to feel her deep inside of me over and over again. I swear to God, that feeling was like a drug ,numbing me from everything else but McKenzie's touch and I could feel my body star