Arcane Firelights Members Novels & Stories

He turned to Charlie and me, massaging the back of his neck. "How do you expect to ever become one of us if you keep inciting violence at every interaction?" He said loudly, coughing soon after. "One of you?" I laughed. "You think I actually give a shit?" "The Arcane Collectors are a family; we don't accept uncommitted stragglers." He huffed. "Again, do you actually think I care?" My tone was stern this time. "You have to." He smirked, his arms spread out. "If you want us to help you survive.

I spoke softly. “I’m glad that everyone is gathered here, as I finally unveil my first collection, one I hold dear to my heart and I hope my children will respect and understand as they grow older.” I turned to where the name of the collection had been hidden, it was Tyler’s idea to give it a name in this manner, I glanced at him and he beamed with pride. “Meet,” my voice cracked for the millionth time. I swallowed before I spoke in one breathe, “FIRE CRACKER” The end.

Arnold took a deep breath. "Leader has ordered me and Leader Claire of The Fire Clan to go to the old archives and search if we can find anything more about the group. And here is what we found out..." Arnold said then placed a file in front of each member. "All the other members are these..." 2) Emberstrike, a fire wielder who can command flames with deadly precision, leaving destruction in their wake, 3) Tempest, the master of storms, is able to summon raging winds and unleash lightning bolts upon their enemies.

Zariah warns me, and I shiver, as she glances up, so I can see the darkness of her eyes. I make a mental to avoid her at all costs. "Anyone else worth knowing about?" I ask, looking at the array of girls that were being welcomed inside. It might be safe for us to wander out now since I'm sure Malik would be occupied by his new arrivals. "Passion Pack members are pretty strange. Nylah and Mareli, are their names," I'm told. "So are Desire Pack members," she adds, glancing over her shoulder. Brynn rolls her eyes.

"Let's forget everything and enjoy today, Aria because tomorrow you will be stuck with a man forever." Aria rolled her eyes at her statement and gulped a small amount of champagne from the bottle before taking it from her cousin's hand. Selena winked at her and clapped her hands twice. Her friends cheered for Aria. Suddenly the whole club went dark. The arena filled with the harsh murmur when the lights went off. Aria's spine straightened instinctively and her hand went to her knife but then the lights turned on and loud music banged the whole club. And Aria’s gaze from on the five men were wearing low-waist cargo pants and oversized T-shirts with skeleton masks over their faces.

But his gaze keeps sliding toward me—calculating, waiting. Waiting for me to burn. Councilor Therin lifts the ancient brazier, its black metal etched with runes older than any pack. “Aria of Shadowfang,” he intones, “the Blood Flames shall reveal your truth. Witch or wolf. Innocent or traitor. Light… or shadow.” The runes ignite. And flames explode upward. The fire roars with a sound like cracking bones and storm winds. It’s not natural fire—every color bleeds in the flickering tongues: crimson, ink-black, violet, molten gold. The air thickens, charged, reacting to me before I even step inside.

"The fires last night were a direct result of your presence. The people are divided. That division makes you a liability." "The fires were set deliberately," I said. "By people who want me to fail. Probably people in this room." Gasps from the gallery. Several Council members shifted uncomfortably. Draven's expression didn't change. "That's a serious accusation." "It's the truth." I looked at each Council member in turn. "Someone used magic accelerant. Someone timed the fires to start right after the blood ritual when I'd be too weak to respond. Someone wanted me to either fail to act or die trying."

I know he’s a tough shit and must’ve heard a lot of those already so mine is a surface-level comedy to him. He even joked, amused by my irritation. “Like what? Garlic? Sunlight?” “Funny. Great joke.” I crossed my arms and put a smile on my cold look. “Really funny.” Raverine grinned and continued with his story. “Your assumption is right, congratulations on that. Chief Wills and countless public servants and private sectors of this country are part of the Die Dark Clan. Serving the people with, of course, hidden agendas. Most of them are vampires but some are humans with desires. The desire for power, wealth, and influence.” Raverine glided his fingers through the threads. “Connections, Embe

He knows the pain it would cause me. Sylvi, Rence, Helga, and I walked over to the fire pit. Sylvi talked me into involving Helga. I know she is almost an adult, but I fear for her. Bjorn agreed to keep an eye on her. I rarely saw them speak but they seemed to get along. Gunny was talking with Kilian. To the left stood his 10 coven members including Thomas, all holding their elemental candles. From the woods came Randolph, followed by 6 large warriors.

I sat down on the chair and cleared my throat before the pianist started the keys for ‘Light a Fire by Angela’. “Loneliness, you’re tied around my wrist,” I sang and slowly stole the attention of the audience. I sang passionately as I stared into Derek’s eyes and smile. “Oh, I was born to break these chains, like a spark before the flames; watch me a fire, fire in my soul. Yeah, I can feel it in my bones, like a dream ready to explore; watch me light a fire…” I sang smoothly. The moment I was done, the people were cheering as Derek smiled and drank his Negroni with a satisfied look.