Daughter Of Fire Book Novels & Stories

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.

Since then, he and his ancestors have fallen upon him to hunt them down and try to eliminate them and prevent them from going outside the Bermuda Triangle in vain, until she appears, the flame of hope that they have been waiting for centuries gone by, they hear about in the legends that his mother used to tell him, the tale of the daughter of the sun, a woman born from The light of its rays, its blood carries miracles, capable of burning entire cities, including them, leaving them to ashes, no one can confront them, and there is no weapon on the face of the earth capable of stopping them. And here he stands in her presence, separated only by a fragile glass, bearing witness to her suffering,

The gods stirred. And the Daughter of Fire stood beside the Wolf King, ready to burn destiny itself if it dared touch her again. The war wasn’t over. It was just beginning.

Alvin asked the book. The book remained silent for a moment before the pages started to turn by themselves. It stopped on a chapter called soulmates. "Look at the chapter Winter king. It explains about soul mates. A soul mate is the other half of your daughter's soul. If he managed to touch her heart as well, then he can help her. He will balance the fairy fire with his own. That way, your daughter will not succumb entirely to the fairy fire" the book said without any emotions in its voice.

There is a large popping sound as the fire hits the hearth. Faris jolts awake and squints in my direction. "What the fuck, Keena," he yawns. "What the fuck? What the fuck?!" I scream in his direction. "Explain to me why my daughter's house was burned to the ground." Fire is bursting from my fingertips, and it is becoming harder and harder to control. "Perhaps she lost control of her powers," Faris says, wiping the drool from his mouth. "Just like you are doing right now."

Not when I am here. The wolves line up, ready to attack. Judging by what I see, the wolves are vastly outnumbered. So I push myself forward next to the wolf, whom I assume is king. I looked at him and smirked. I lifted my hands and flames rose from my hands. “I’m an Alpha’s daughter. I would never just be back up,” I told him. To which he nods his head. I launch fireballs toward the approaching enemy. Taking out as many creatures, killing a bunch of them before the wolves launch their attack.

The weights weren't a handicap but a training tool she regularly employed to build strength and control. King Alexander watched with quiet pride mingled with concern. He recognised the cold calculation in his daughter's eyes, the same look Kailynn had worn when demonstrating why she was the most formidable female Alpha in the kingdom's history. The memory brought both comfort and pain. "She fights like her mother," he murmured to Phoebe, whose own expression had grown increasingly troubled. "Yes," Phoebe agreed softly. "But with your strategic mind." The combination was as impressive as it was intimidating.

I couldn't match my father's phoenix fire – he'd been marinating in the Flame Realm for months, absorbing its power. Sarah tried to help, but her Bridges led to more problems. Every portal she opened brought through Flame Realm prisoners, each worse than the last. A serial killer made of molten glass. A fallen angel with burning wings. A witch who'd tried to burn reality itself. "We need to leave!" James shouted, his magic failing against the onslaught. "Where?" I gasped, dodging my father's claws. "The whole city's—" My father's hand closed around my throat. His touch burned through my corruption like acid, making me scream. The baby kicked violently, its divine nature reacting to the threa

In and out. We made out way quicker than I imagined over to the other side. Once we were there, he smiled down at me. "Miss Reign, a pleasure to see you again. Unfortunately for you, it will not be for long. It surprised me actually, I never thought that Miss Smith would actually give up her most prized possession, but I guess everyone has a price-" I could see the barrel of the gun held in Jace's hand line for his father's head. This was the first time that I had see fear in his eyes, his own son was the one holding the gun, the ammunition. Almost instantly all gun went up. "Son. My son, would you ever do this to me, your own father-"

Xalvy had her hand on my shoulder and she squeezed it softly as she spoke. Even then, I was reluctant to show her what I was becoming. To make matters worse, I didn't know how to put the flames surrounding my hands out. "Kalama, listen to me, if you were evil, you wouldn't have inherited the Fire Element." Finn's voice sounded very close. My curiosity was winning from my fear. " And you wouldn't have been chosen to be the fif,-" Finn stopped mid-sentence when I lifted my head and looked at him.