Fire Keeper Book Novels & Stories

“Alsh firmate alite.” The fire ball flew from my hands and exploded against the dry wood. It caught, and soon the fire was burning through the wood quickly. I fed more wood, bigger pieces into the fire, and waited for it to catch. I wanted to be sure that this was going to be burning for a while before I moved on to the next step. Once I was sure that the fire was good, I flipped back to the page I needed. I read the entire page twice before I put the book back on the ground. I pulled my mother’s necklace out of my pocket and my father’s skin. I prayed to the Moon Goddess that I was right before I tossed both in.

Division 24 The man looked confused. "The deaths? It has been peaceful in this area." Beatrice frowned. "How so." She mumbled to see a figure leave the church through the other door close to a burner. "Ha! Something is burning." She said, and the father turned to have his eyes widened. They both walked to the pulpit of the church and behold a book was on the burner while the fiery fire burned. Father Jude had gone to bring water to quench the fire and when the fire that had been burning was quenched, Beatrice squinted her eyes to see that three of the books in the burner had burnt to ashes but one had not burned..not a single scratch on its body.

A book sealed by blood, only to be opened by the heir who had both fire and forgiveness. “You must go alone,” the priest said. “Only one may enter the Vault.” Jian stepped forward. “She’s not going without me.” Chaewon touched his hand. “This is mine.” He held her gaze and nodded once. The door hissed open. Inside, the vault pulsed like a heartbeat. And there it was, on a pedestal of scorched stone…a book bound in dark leather, etched with fire-glyphs that moved like liquid under her gaze. As she stepped forward, her hand brushed the surface—and the book opened on its own.

Ancient. “You carry the flame well,” it said. “But you are not the first.” Nyra turned. A figure stepped forward, wrapped in black robes. A mask covered his face, half wolf, half serpent. “Who are you?” she demanded. “I am the Flamekeeper. The one who bound the first queen to the god of fire. The one who started the curse.” Nyra lifted her blade. “Then you’re the one I kill to end it.” But the Flamekeeper raised a hand.

"...the Keeper of the First Flame." The title settled over everyone. No one breathed. Not because it sounded grand. Because it felt true. It explained everything without explaining nearly enough. Inferno had never been merely an ancient wolf. He had been something the world had forgotten. The guardian standing between creation and oblivion long before our histories had even begun.

They opened the door and went inside. After a few seconds, I followed. The underground path was dark. The only light came from the servant’s lamp. The air felt colder down there. And the walls looked old. I quickly found a place to hide behind a broken section of wall. Then I saw them. The servants were talking to someone. I squinted. Wait… That was Mom’s chief guard. Why was she guarding this place? They entered a room she was standing beside. That’s when my hand accidentally touched a loose rock.

“One name on the list—old healer Mira—has been quieter than usual since the fire. I’m checking her movements.” Mara added, “The handlers loved talking about how the Keeper became invisible by being useful. Fixing problems before anyone noticed. Earning love.” Eli pointed at notes. “The convergence reacting to your memories supports that. The land holds echoes. The Keeper’s fear of exposure might be leaking through now that we’re close.” I sighed. “I keep wondering if every story told to me as a child had two meanings. Comfort… and surveillance.” Killian intertwined our fingers. “We’ll uncover the truth. Together. No more masks.”

Right then, Blazewing breathed fire across the surface, and the glass shimmered instantly, clearing to reveal an image. Raven and Snowviper. Still confused, I glanced at him. He explained, "This is a treasure of the Phoenix Clan. It works kind of like your human surveillance stuff, but better. No internet or power needed." I nodded slowly, then fixed my eyes on the moving picture. Raven was draped against Snowviper, sweat pouring down her face. She whined over and over, "It's so hot—I'm dying! Snowviper, aren't you supposed to have cooling powers? Use them already!"

… Early that morning, the sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, warming my skin with soft, gentle rays. My cheek was pressed against Clayton's taut muscles as I pulled my phone from under the pillow. My friend, Helen Watkins, had sent me a text. "Where are you? Did my weird little shut-in sneak home again?" I replied," No. I bought a new venting beastkin yesterday. I was busy venting." Lisa replied with a "?" before sending me a whole barrage of texts. "Layla, how could you do this?" "I know your beastkin isn't unruly, and you're upset, but you can't just get a venting beastkin and take it out on them!"

" He got a bit emotional as he said that. Owen started coughing and spluttering. I was going to say something to calm him down, but someone suddenly snatched my phone away. Alex took my phone and pressed the speaker button. Then, he went ahead and spouted a bunch of things. "Dad, have you been bewitched by this foxy woman? Why are you still defending her when she's decided to quit her job here? "I'll be frank. I already fired her! Our company doesn't need an employee like her, who makes use of the support and resources you offered her to rise up the ranks, yet refuses to abide by our company's rules!"