Arcane Firelights Members Novels & Stories

The rest of the members of the sacred lands and elders nodded to show they agreed with what the Burke Clan's elder said. A guy sneered. "Calvert, Faizan, and the other two are not weaklings. If Carson wishes to live to see tomorrow's sun, his only hope is to use a protective divine weapon. Otherwise, he and his sect would have to pay the sacred lands plenty of gifts to put out the fire." He was a supreme paragon and a member of Floating Light Sacred Land. An eight-foot-tall guy with a muscular body, two strong arms, a squared face, and had full beard.

“What do you mean waking?” Rowan shook his head. “It wasn’t stone anymore. It breathed. The fire inside it speaks. And it's calling one name.” He looked to Theron. “Elunari.” --- They met in secret that night—Selene, Kael, Rowan, Naeria, and Maelyra—around the Moonfire Altar. The twins were asleep in their chamber, though the walls trembled faintly when Theron rolled over in his dreams. “The gate,” Naeria whispered. “It must be buried inside the Temple. The First Flame wasn’t just a power—it was a prison.”

On Adelaide’s right sits Seth, next to him is Adrian, then Dimitri, and Soleil, who is speaking quietly to a woman that is clearly related to her; they have the same tanned skin tone and long golden blonde hair. The woman is familiar to me, I think she is Solana Annora, coven mother of the Eternal Flame Coven. Next to her, three of my own coven leaders are seated: Fergus Creighton of Crimson Fang, Zohar Emerick of Bloodrose, and Bryce Norrix of Undying Moon. I pull out the chair next to Bryce for Aurora to sit in, opting to seat myself between her and the large man on Adelaide’s left.

You know it. She’s wearing a skirt, and my fingers find the thin barrier of her panties. They’re already damp. A second later, Rowen’s hand joins mine and his cocky grin confirms he feels it too. Pay attention, you three. Aunt Arya cuts into the mindlink sharply. We all snap back to the meeting just in time to hear our names listed—along with some witches, a fae, and a demon with a hellhound. We’ve been assigned to Kanati’s group.

Though my instincts towards this are a little fuzzy. Is magic shielding the truth? Is it blinding me to their true motives? “That’d be nice,” I decide. I’ll stay on guard regardless. “Wonderful!” Azar booms. “We’d like to show you what we can do.” A few members of the pack create a circle which everyone gathers around. As we stare, they call fire to their fingertips. They dance with it, play with it like it’s a playful kitten. They toss fire between them in a dazzling display that gets the whole pack talking. Then, the flames mingle together like strands of a chain being braided. The flames change color. They start off red, then gold, purple, green, blue, pink, orange, yellow.

Knowing that she wouldn’t tell me what was going on, I turned to look at Vlad. “What is he talking about?” “I didn’t realize it until now, but I thought there was something familiar about you. Since I didn’t see your husband, I thought I had the wrong person. In the game, you and your husband are known as legends. You two are the only ones to progress so quickly, without a large group. Everyone calls you two the Black and White Knights of Arcane Realm.” I wanted to laugh at his explanation. Right now, I wished that Luka were here to hear this. It was slightly fitting, as our outfits were rare and looked like a Knight. Returning my attention to Nicole, I could see that she wasn’t pleased abou

End Clint’s POV **Just outside of Naga’s territory in the tiny town of Blackbriar a threat emerges** This is so odd. I can see everything as if I am here, but when I look behind me, I see my head down on the table. The Trio comes to me and holds me. They kept saying, “Blackbriar, Sagittarius.” Blackbriar must be where I am. I look up and see the full moon nearly reaching its apex and I hear voices. I drift towards them. A group of hooded figures is standing in a circle with a man in its center. He's a bit older than me by a few years. He has medium-length dark hair and piercing hazel eyes. I hear a member of the group ask the man in the center if he is ready. They call him Draven and he says

Zander then asked about our plan for acquiring the book, now that Greyson wasn’t available. Kane sighed, and I saw the tension in his shoulders. "What choice do we have left Zander?" he asked. "Lucian can't enter the archive because he is not a werewolf. The magic will sense immediately that he is not a part of Lord Gregory's family. Brianne doesn’t have the skill set and you can’t go because your absence will be noticed at the meeting of the Northern court." I immediately realized what Kane was trying to say. We had no other options except me.

He stared at me for a long while before getting back up on his feet. A loud crack of thunder was heard outside the hut. The sky continued to rumble with thunder as we gazed greedily and lustfully at each other. … Neither one of us told anyone about our rendezvous in the hut that night. However, we had a nightly ritual now before going to bed every night. The chat window with my second number had now become a place for us to reveal our deepest, darkest desires. We kept video calling each other in secret at night as we vented out our school stress and turned it into sexual pleasure.

Britney said patting the space between her and Wade, who immediately scooted over to make space. “Another one down” Mia laughed into the link and I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped. Meredith sat down, giving Wade a quick glance before clearing her throat, “I think I've already given you the basics. The flame witches are responsible for it, just small fires that clear dead leaves” she said with a shrug and we all shared a look. “We were thinking something a little bigger” Cole said, and I nodded, “a lot bigger” I clarified and she gasped, looking at me then at Mia.