A Light In The Flame Book 3 Novels & Stories

She glanced at the fountain first before she looked at Theo. "I wanted to show you this special and sacred place in hopes that you will understand me and the way we live, even just for a little." Theo said with all seriousness. Maddie just nodded to urge him to continue. "This flame was revived when the war from a long time ago was put to an end. Since then, this flame was not on the verge of dying out." "Wait." Maddie even put her hand up to stop Theo from speaking. "What does the war have to do with the flame? Is the war about putting water in it?" Maddie was serious but Theo chuckled on her question which made her brows knot.

HIS DARKEST SHADE BOOK-THREE ~Prologue~ “Even if you end up hating me for it.” His tone was vicious. “I might scare you,” he continued, his gaze roaming over her trembling form, “but they are far worse—formidable, vicious… and willing to do whatever it takes to get what they want.” He gestured toward her. “Including you.” “Never.” She shook her head, her voice trembling but firm. “I’m not scared of your words. You’re just trying to scare me so I’ll listen to you!”

He grunted and I started off. As I was putting the batter onto the waffle iron, I glanced at the window and saw the woman from the bookshop behind three customers. She was surveying the area. Almost looked like she was sniffing too. She’s a very weird woman. I stared at her, puzzled. Was she here for me? Is she that mad that I hit her with the chair? “Hey, Lucas! Three more orders. Here!” I snapped out of it and focused back on my job. I have customers and there’s more lining up.

“You’re glowing more.” “It is not mine alone.” Kaelith glanced toward the land, where distant lights flickered beneath the storm. “…they’re actually helping you.” “Yes.” A small smirk formed on Kaelith’s lips. “That’s convenient.” Leviathan surged upward again, its presence expanding, pushing closer to the surface, closer to breaking fully into the world. Aurelian moved. Faster than before. He descended toward the ocean, light surrounding him like a falling star. Kaelith followed without hesitation. “Alright,” he said, his voice sharper now. “New plan.”

He seized Ella's wrist with a fierce grip and yanked off the bracelet, yelling, "You don't deserve to wear anything of Lily's!" With those final words, he shoved her aside and dialed his henchman. "Book me on the earliest flight out tomorrow. I'm heading to Lily's place."

And then a voice whispered—not aloud, not in the air, but in their minds. The seed is planted. Water it with fear. Gloria’s hands trembled. Just once. Patricia didn’t blink. Elara smiled like someone who’d already seen the ending. Then the chamber fell still. The flames died. The seed of their plan—and something far darker—had begun to bloom.

Three former friends known as three flames that burnt so bright that they could shine even the darkest places. Forbidden love is not something knew to all of them because they've all disobeyed so many rules to get their happiness but instead they got tradegy. To see what exactly is going on they must go back to the past. Where they were three different people from what they actually are now. *** Prologue The night was young, full of endless opportunities of where it could lead Sire. He wished nothing more than to feel the gentle breeze of the wind blow his hair into a mess his mother would obviously scold him for when he got back home.

"May this flame burn where I could not. May it light the darkness I created. May it warm those I left cold with my cruelty." The fire took, slow at first as flames licked tentatively at the kindling, testing its worthiness. Then it caught in earnest, roaring to life as if the night itself had been waiting for this moment, hungry for the light that had been absent too long. The flames climbed higher, painting the courtyard in shades of gold and amber, casting dancing shadows across walls that had seen too much death and not enough life.

She followed, quiet and flushed, Queen’s Flame trembling faintly under her skin. His ember answered with every step, an echo he could not contain. And deep in the back of his mind, the prophecy whispered like a blade drawn from a sheath: Three flames will stir. And one will break its chains. Tonight, for the first time, Caelum feared… he knew which flame that might be.

Somewhere in the mess, a candle lay knocked over, wax hardened against the side. Then came the image again: Cassie and Ledger, laughing, holding hands. That stupid kiss. Her fingers flicked the lighter and a flame burst forth. Then she released her finger. She repeated the motions a few more times before leaving the flame on. Her eyes fell on the book shelf and before she knew it, she was setting the books on fire. “Let’s see how perfect she looks when everything’s gone.” The flames caught on the curtains and then began to spread. There was smoke and heat.