Fireblood Book Novels & Stories

The whole meadow seem to have been changing, and twisting into something darker, like a sweet dream and a horrible nightmare were merging to become one. “Please!” I cried. “Stop! I’m here, I’m here... just look at me, please!” And finally, he halted. Then, slowly, he began to turn to face me and when his beautiful blue eyes met mine... My blood ran still. There’s fire in them. Anger... but at the same time devastation. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers. And the lore began to burn. The ground splitted open in long, jagged scars. Fire flooded it from beneath, making sure to swallow everything in its path... the wolves, the Lycans, even the war itself. Painful screams echoed through th

Book Two: The Alpha Queen and her Human Mate: Shadowstorm Rising Chapter One: Embers Awaken The dream still clung to Raven’s skin as she slammed into the ground, breath exploding from her lungs, the cold dirt beneath her a shock after the fire. She rolled, instinct taking over, Nightfire blazing to life in her veins, black flames licking her arms as her blade swung up, blocking the descending claws of the creature above her. It screeched, a sound that tore at the edges of sanity, red eyes glowing in the darkness as it lunged again.

[RHIANNON] Kael's arms felt like the only real thing in the world. I came back to myself slowly—lungs burning, throat raw from screaming, body shaking despite the warmth of him wrapped around me. The vision had faded, but emotions clung like smoke, refusing to dissipate. Fire. So much fire consuming everything. The ceremonial grounds engulfed in flames, warriors burning alive, their screams echoing through pack bonds until the sound became unbearable. Kael reaching for me through the inferno, his hand turning to ash before our fingers could touch.

It not like it’s normal see someone on fire was normal but he said nothing. I will think about that later not now. I do not go to my dorm. I go straight to the library. The forbidden section smells old and heavy, like dust and secrets layered on top of each other. I search shelf after shelf, pulling out books on elemental magic, ancient bloodlines, cursed abilities, fire wielders, forbidden hybrids. Nothing matches. Nothing talks about blue fire. Frustration claws at my chest until my fingers brush against a thick, worn book shoved far back on a lower shelf.

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.

Next, the wings of the book were burning, but it didn't stop as it tried to still get away. “If only I hadn't given up my fire powers—it’s going to get away; she will get away!” Ruby yelled, and it was true as the book kept trying, then Blake and Dante finally got to her, and holding their hands, they opened their mouths, and fire came out of them, shooting straight to the book. I could hear the screams of my mother and other creatures; my head was spinning, and I couldn't take it anymore. I was about to fall to the ground, but someone held me back. I looked up and was shocked to see my wife smiling at me.

I stepped inside The air went still My magic dimmed I wasn’t alone Shadows moved across the ceiling whispering like children beneath a blanket I drew in a slow breath and whispered the name I’d heard in the rift The shadows parted A long staircase spiraled downward lit only by gold threads in the stone that pulsed with each step I took And at the bottom A chamber Circular and silent A pedestal stood in the center and on it rested the weapon It wasn’t a sword It wasn’t armor It was a flame Floating Contained in a glass orb sealed with runes that pulsed like a heartbeat I knew without touching it This was goddess fire Pure Unforgiving Alive I stepped forward and pressed my hand to the orb It s

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.

So those grudges and hatred really did not seem to matter anymore. Another night had passed. In the morning, Kisa woke up from the cold. The fire beside her had gone out, not even a spark left, but only a bit of residual warmth and white smoke. The firewood she had collected was all burned out, so she had to collect it again. She glanced at Gilbert across from her; he was facing the fireplace on his side, one hand under his head as a pillow, one hand casually resting on his waist. Kisa did not want to disturb him. She quietly got up to collect firewood. The lighter was next to her. She had to gather some firewood to get the fire going again, as it was the coldest time of the morning. She pou

- I just finished my homework only to suddenly remember that I have a project with the devil that is due in three days. I refuse to work with her out of school. Who knows what her intentions are. My phone begins to ring from my night table effectively cutting off my thoughts. I reach over and unplug the device before sliding the 'accept' button and waiting for the video chat to connect. As it connects I'm met with the face of Faith. "How did your talk with Aurelia go?" She asks, skipping the greetings "Nice to see you too, Faith" I say with a small laugh as I lean my back against my headboard