Finn X Flame Princess Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My husband knew me so well. “Of course, I just showed up for food. Today is the last day of this bloody assignment and I'm going to enjoy it. I’m also going to relish the fact that I hope, I will get to be best friends with the Princess of the Kingdom. Beta Audra of the Moonchild Pack and Best Friend to Her Highness Princess Elentari Tirisil, Lunar Guardian. It’s got a ring to it.”

Maya The scent of Finn is making my brain cells go wild and jump off and die. I like him so much—his smile, laughter, and kindness—why the hell did the moon goddess make Arvin my mate? Finn is perfect. My heart beats faster as he kisses me, playing the tone of young, sad love that lacks a happy ending. Because we probably won't get one. I inhale sharply at the pain wrapping around my throat. I've had a bad feeling ever since Finn spoke about accepting his role as the fairy king, and I can't ignore it.

Finn started the story, and after halting to breathe in deeply, he continued, “Actually, Xavier was my childhood friend, even before I met you and became friends with you. To be honest, Xavier and I were inseparable. Well, that was until the misunderstanding happened. I just graduated from highschool when I discovered that Xavier had already started dating. I was so happy for him, and at the same time, I felt anxious for him” “You felt anxious because of Xavier? But why?”. Vanessa raised an eyebrow at Finn as she questioned him. “I was anxious because Xavier didn't explain himself to Gabriella”. “Oh, just like you hid your true identity from me, right? But seriously, who are you, Finn?”. Van

“The place is already set. A few more splashes and the fire will eat everything, including you.” I screamed, “You’re insane!” She tilted her head. “Maybe. But I’m rich and free. You? You’ll be ash.” She emptied the last of the fuel on me—my legs, my arms, my hair. I tried to pull away, but I couldn’t move. My whole body trembled from fear and cold liquid. “Burn her,” she told the men, voice calm like she was ordering lunch. I screamed, loud enough to shake the walls. “Someone help! reeva, please!”

She shatters, orgasm ripping through her, soaking my cock as she screams my name. The clench tips me over; I thrust deep, cumming hard, filling her with heat, waves crashing through me. We collapse, panting, her eyes hazy with satisfaction. “You’re... incredible,” she whispers, kissing me softly. I grin, fangirl heart soaring. Princess claimed, novel be damned. Back at the banquet, my harem’s waiting, smirks knowing. Elyria rejoins, composed but glowing, and Ardyn whispers, “Sister’s smitten.” Kaelen’s possessive, Zane amused. Victory, harem, princess, my story’s unstoppable.

Austin asked cautiously. Finn’s hand paused mid-flip, the paper brushed slightly under his fingers as his mind drifted back into her beautiful face and rosy lips, “Because she is the one who murdered the Alpha,” he said, his voice low, deliberate, almost detached, yet carrying a note that made Austin shiver. “She is the murderer?” he could not believe his ears, because if Finn stated that she was the killer then she had indeed killed him.

He bowed to her first, then started reporting respectfully. “Elder Princess Aliza is doing well in the Cresent Moon Pack. She has adjusted to the life within the pack but… there is still no progress with the return of her memories.” Elder Fiora nodded at him. “What is it?” she said after observing that he had more to report but seemed hesitant. “Elder Pricess she… she seems close to Alpha Caspian.” He said lowering his head as he shifted on his feet, clearly uneasy. Although Elder Fiora’s face stayed calm and unreadable.. but her sharp and calculating eyes darkened slightly. She turned back to the window, hiding the flicker of emotion that passed through her eyes.

“Dragged you? Darling, dont flatter yourself, you leapt onto that rune like you were swan diving into eternal damnation. I just tried to stop you from combusting.” I crossed my arms. “You touched me.” “You touched ancient magic.” He shot back. “I’m not a damn lightning rod.” “Well congratulations, because now we are shackled in some sort of cursed wedding.” He smirked, trouble laced with charm. “Well, Flame, the honeymoon is off to a great start. Tell me when do we get to the fun part?” “Stop it.” I snapped. “Stop calling me Flame. Stop acting like this is all some twisted joke.”

Finn leaned casually against the table, watching me as my frustration spilled out. “I’m taller than her,” I added, counting on my fingers. “I carry myself better, I look more queenly, and I actually know the traditions of this pack because I grew up here.” My pacing resumed. “And yet somehow I’m the princess while she gets the crown.” Finn let out a quiet chuckle. I stopped abruptly and glared at him. “You’re laughing.” “No,” he said quickly, raising his hands. “I’m not laughing at you.” “Then what?”

Flames licked the side of the building, centered two floors above hers, but the smoke had already spread throughout the upper units. She coughed violently, standing on the curb, wrapped in a neighbor's blanket. Her phone buzzed. Alexander. "Where are you?" he demanded as soon as she answered. "My building. There's a fire. I'm okay." "Stay there. I'm coming." Twenty minutes later, a black sedan pulled up beside the scene. Alexander stepped out, his coat half-buttoned, eyes scanning the crowd until he found her. Relief flooded his face. "Come on," he said, wrapping his coat around her shoulders. "You're staying with me tonight."