Firebending Masters Novels & Stories

Maestro: Of all the things I thought I would come home too. Finding out I will be a father was not even on the list. I can't say this is bad for me though. I can't wait to be a father and see Robyn as a mother. If we have a daughter I will be terrified because with my luck she will have her mothers attitude.

“And when it does?” Hale’s copper eyes glinted. “Then we begin.” The fire popped in the quiet. Risa faded back into the shadows of the camp, already preparing her next move. And Hale turned toward the distant line of Crescent’s lights, the bond he couldn’t feel thrumming faintly in his thoughts anyway. “Hold on to each other, little wolves,” he murmured. “The closer you cling, the harder you’ll fall.”

he commanded, voice strained. I obeyed, barely able to breathe. His eyes were fire, his fists clenched in his lap like if he so much as moved, he’d ruin the whole thing. “You’re killing me,” he rasped. “You have no idea what you look like right now.” I couldn't control the little whimpers and moans that slipped. My best friend was watching me touch myself. The pressure between my legs built, fast and dizzying. I felt wild, untethered. Every time my fingers circled, I saw him twitch, his throat bobbing, jaw tight.

“To create fire out of thin air, you first need to create a resonance between your own power and the power of heaven and earth. With that said, you can use your essential qi to mobilize the natural elements. Know, however, that creating fire is one of the simplest things. From what I’ve heard, the great masters in ancient times were capable of overturning mountains and even making the sun and moon vanish with a simple gesture!” explained the old man with a longing gaze, knowing that that was the true limit of cultivation.

Nonetheless, Fane replied apathetically, “No worries—there aren’t many of them. I would’ve been afraid if all of them were here, though. There are only five masters in the peak stage of the true god-level here while many of them are in the elementary or intermediate stages. If I don’t teach them a lesson, they won’t understand what foolishness it is for them to come to the mainland to chase after us!” Fane’s fighting prowess had stabilized completely and his combat power had increased over the days. The most important thing was that he came alone and was not as apprehensive as other members of the Woods family were not here. Under such circumstances, he did not mind that dozens of so-called

He then glared at Zephyr. Zephyr was right, it was the Master of the Masters. He was angry. Truly, truly enraged. “Hmph, Zephyr Khan! You’re bold! How dare you come to the palace, causing trouble!” the Master exclaimed. When he looked at his armless partner once more, his anger had further intensified. He was an Agile of level five, a treasured personnel of the Dynasty. Not even the princes’ was as important as he. How could he not be enraged?

"Why shall they find themselves with the Masters?" "It is believed that there is a spell, well, mainly to do with the burning of the bones, that shall allow you to harness the power of a Master." "God, don't tell me that Elloise has this spell?" "No, it is kept secret by the member of the Council, which means our dear Edward here. Even I do not know of the location thereof." "You don't…" "No! Do not even go that way. Edward shall never betray the Belmont House. I believe the aim for Lucius is just to be born. Perhaps he is trying to do it at the place that we will least expect it."

Zander was completely focused on me now, his computer and paperwork forgotten. “He was nice at first, but then when I went to come on break, he started getting pushy about joining me. Ash told him I’d catch him on fire, and we’d roast marshmallows while he burned.” Zander smiled. “Ash and his sense of humor never fail. I bet the Vampire avoids you from now on. Fire is one of the few ways to kill them.” “So, are Gargoyles the only ones immune to fire?” I asked.

“Listen to me! You are not its servant. It’s yours. You tell it when to rise. You tell it when to stop. Do you hear me?” Her voice cut through the haze, and something inside me shifted. I wasn’t the flame’s victim. I was its master. I sucked in a breath, focused every ounce of will into the fire, and whispered, “Stop.” And it did. The flames shrank, flickered, and disappeared, leaving only faint smoke curling from my fingertips. My chest heaved, sweat dripping down my temples, but I was still here. Whole. Mara grinned. “Not bad for your first lesson.”

As if responding to Phoenix's command, the fire abruptly ceased its voracious spread, leaving behind charred remnants and billowing smoke that obscured the once-bright flames. For Astrid, witnessing this display of power and control was awe-inspiring. It wasn't just about unleashing fire, but also about having the mastery to halt its destructive path. Astrid had indeed been privy to Blaze's awe-inspiring blood-bending prowess, a skill that showcased his mastery over the most vital of elements within the human body. However, she wondered how his command over water would manifest in a combat scenario, imagining the fluid grace and raw power he might exhibit.