Fire And Blood Book Series Novels & Stories

He had always had a bit of a thing for warriors, especially alchemists. When his fingers touched her skin, it was fire, but not the fire he had become accustomed to. The flames did not cause pain, dragging her and anyone else who came into his path to the fiery pits of hell, like a magical fire of lust and passion. Who could blame him? He was a fire lycan. A higher species of a werewolf with magical abilities. The four elements: water, fire, air, and earth, and he was the fire Lycan, the most powerful wielder of magic.

The guard pees himself as cade and I merge, marching towards him with a furious growl, lifting our fist we punch straight through his chest, grabbing his heart and turning it to dust, his body screams, reacting even after the life had left his eyes. An explosion sounded from behind me, looking back I realise my fire had spread out of the room and it was now working it’s way through the hallway, the glass from the lab shatters, shards of glass exploding over the humans left alive, the fire engulfs the room as I turn and climb into the elevator, not feeling even a little guilty for leaving them behind to burn.

Another sense of pride washed over me knowing that Dad would finally get the well-deserved rest he needed with me taking over. We sat around a bonfire, a similar setting we had not too long ago, except this time we were surrounded by many more who were all so different. Vampires and wolves enjoying each other’s company. What a spectacle. I looked around at them as the fire lit up their faces, smiling once again as little Wren ran up to Onyx embracing her once again with her mother tagging not far behind. Could this get any better? Life was fucking great. A few minutes later she came to claim her spot beside me, giving me déjà vu of the night not too long ago, where we sat in front of another

The sheriff asked. Fred closed his eyes as he tried to recollect memories of the woman. He started giving descriptions of her and her dressing. "...with a stain of blood on the right side of the shirt." He concluded before slowly opening his eyes. "What?!" They all exclaimed. "Blood?" The Sheriff asked, confused. "Yeah, I think, I mean that is exactly what I saw, I am so sure." Fred said.

My instincts screamed at me to turn back, but I ignored them. I reached out. The second my fingers brushed the book’s surface, a violent shudder tore through me. The world around me vanished. Fire. The vision struck hard and fast, like a blade to my mind. I saw flames swallowing the land, smoke choking the sky, the ground trembling beneath the weight of something monstrous. Shadows moved through the fire, writhing, shifting, forming grotesque shapes—creatures unlike anything I had ever seen. Wolves fought against them, their howls lost in the chaos. A battlefield soaked in blood.

Ruby read and was belwirded by each and every word, and she turned the pages, reading and processing every single word. After the Flames extinction, a prophecy was predicted that when the time is right. A Flame will rise from the ashes, A Hybrid, a flame and werewolf, born from a human bloodline. A Queen to both Witches and Werewolves. The Last Flame in existence shall rise and be reunited with her Ignis for they shall lead the wolves and the witches. Like a true King and Queen. She stopped reading and looked at the ceiling in amazement, "I am a freaking Queen?"

Like he said there was nothing in the book about this so I guess we will just find out what happens ourselves. I finish eating and decide to go and check on Seraphina, I walk into the bedroom to surprisingly find she is already awake. She is huddled up as far as she can against the headboard with her wrists tied and connected to that headboard, she is sobbing quietly. She has blood running from both sides of her neck and also one of her breasts, from the claim marks we didn't seal and Leo's last bite into the vamps mark.

"Yes..." "If I remember correctly, the book said that it was rare for the daughter of a Karaina not to possess magic." "Are you not listening to me?" Scarlett said, getting increasingly frustrated at Marcellus' suggestion that there was an apex of magic in her. "I told you. I've never been able to handle fire." "But that wasn't fire..." "What the hell was it, then?" Prince Marcellus paused to look at Scarlett, his unnatural eyes fixing on hers. "I'm not quite inclined to tell you because you have that look in your face that tells me you're about to attack something."

’ So maybe Skylar was always meant to be one and with Julian as her mate and Prince Nathaniel nearby, she would be the most protected treasure of the Royal family… Well, at least until Prince Nathaniel found his Princess… And then they both would be protected equally. I close the book and whisper, “My Bloodline's Book of Power, My Bloodline's book of spells. I return you to which you came.” The book then disappears from off my lap and I look over at Victoria before moving the blanket from my legs, getting to my feet and making my way over toward the bathroom. Unfortunately, I only take three steps before I nearly collapse as a sharp pain shoots through my whole body. Victoria seemed to move

“You’re mine. My Luna. My fire. My queen.” “I want another,” I whispered. His pace faltered. “Another what?” “Pup. Tonight. Give me another.” He slammed into me with a growl that split my soul. And I screamed his name until the walls shook. Lily The flames didn’t die with the dawn. They grew. By morning, the forest bordering Grey Howl smoldered in a ring of supernatural fire—protective, ancient, and untouchable. Logan slept peacefully in my arms, but I could feel it in him…