Earth Wind & Fire: Fantasy Novels & Stories

“You can’t win, boy. The Frostheart controls temperature itself. Even lightning must obey the cold.” “Maybe,” I said, grinning through blood and frost. “But I don’t obey anyone.” I slammed my hands together. A fiery explosion ignited from my core — wild, uncontrolled, reckless. The flames burst outward, melting the ground beneath me into molten cracks. Elaria shielded herself again, but this time her barrier began to melt. The Frostheart pulsed, its ice dimming. I hurled everything I had — fire, wind, lightning, earth. Every element fused together into a spiraling storm that slammed into Elaria’s barrier.

The invitation arrived in a plain black envelope, no return address, slipped under her apartment door like a secret. Inside: a single heavy card, embossed in silver. Velvet Rope Society Saturday, 11 p.m. One night. One rule: everything is consensual. Bring only your desire. Lila had heard whispers about the club—exclusive, hidden somewhere beneath the city, a place where the wealthy and the wicked gathered to buy and sell pleasure. She’d always told herself it was myth. Fantasy fodder for late-night scrolling.

he yells, making the earth rumble again as all of us struggle to maintain our balance. Everett’s arms go around me, trying to steady me so I don’t fall. I won’t, I can always sprout wings out of my back, even if I can’t shift into my dragon, but I love that he’s so protective of me and our babies. Tesha lifts up into the air, coming up above Fenian and blowing fire down on him. He quickly spreads the earth over his head, not quite covering himself as the clothes on one arm burn off, leaving large blisters behind.

“Go and extinguish the flames, Erys! Use your wind powers to suck the oxygen from the fire alone and suffocate it!” He looked to me for a second. “I’ve never tried to do that before...” I scrambled to another nestle of little trees. “I believe in you babe!” He breathed deeply before reaching out his hands. “Um, okay. If you do, I can do it. Um, air from the fire...Fiery air...” Erys closed his eyes and chanted quietly to himself. I watched as a small area of fire went out. “You did it!”

Dirt and blood streak my skin, my hair tangled with ashroot and silver bark. That’s when the dreams begin. Not fire. Not Kade. Something older than both. A forest that breathes—not with wind, but with memory. A flame with no heat, winding under the earth like snakes. And a god without a name, bleeding darkness instead of light. A god with empty eyes. A god with antlers made of wolf teeth. A god who says: I remember you. My scar burns when I wake, like a brand reawakening. And my wrist—

He couldn't bear the thought of it being destroyed, losing the enchanting world he had encountered. The clash between fire and wind intensified, and Iana's heart pounded with each passing moment. Her silver eyes blazed with determination as she channeled her powers to protect the forest. The flames leaped and roared, hungry for destruction, but the wind she commanded acted as a barrier, holding them at bay.

The wind was howling, and the sparkler in her hand lit up her gentle profile. In the background, Archie's voice carried a playful tone. "Sienna, make a wish." Sienna smiled as she blew out the sparks. Her gaze almost melted the camera as she said, "My wish is for every year to be like today, with Archie by my side." A cold chill ran through me. With Archie by her side? What about me? Was I just a joke to her? My gaze drifted, stiff and robotic, back to the photo of the hands clasped inside the car.

Large, heavy drops pelted my body, cold and unrelenting. The rain blurred my vision, and I stepped on a loose stone, falling hard to the ground. The downpour drenched my hair and clothes, as though it was trying to swallow me whole. I could not breathe. I wondered if I died like this, would Mother cry when I met her in the afterlife? Still, I had no strength left. Every attempt to rise grew smaller and weaker. After I closed my eyes, a car behind me suddenly screeched to a halt.

Bumi without hesitation enchanted a spell. "I call on you Goddess of the wind, goddess of tornado and hurricane, hear my plead and give me strength" blessing of the wind" Bumi sprinted into thin air accompanied with a gust of wind. A flash of steel slicing the neck of the serpent dragon. Allan joins Bumi in the commotion protecting the egg in the auditorium. Suddenly dragon serpent began to climb pursuing Allan and the egg.

He scratched the tip of his nose, looking a little embarrassed. "How did you figure it out so fast? I saw the guide in your liked posts on Facebook. What do you think? Pretty attentive of me, right?" For some reason, my eyes suddenly became red. It turned out that someone who truly cared about you didn't need you to say anything. You didn't have to hint, and you didn't have to beg pitifully and say, "I want to go." He would search for it, look through things, and remember it all by himself. He would go through all your liked posts and remember every wish you had never gotten to fulfill.