Firehawk Book Novels & Stories

He couldn't wait to see a world that before existed only in his imagination and in his novels. Firebird nodded and invited Xiao Long to climb on his back. When Xiao Long stepped on it, firebird's body swelled and spread its flames, flying with great speed. On the way, there were a few demonic beasts the type of birds that attacked her, but they were all burnt to ashes by the fire of the firebird. Xiao Long now understands the power of the firebird that comes from the world of the gods. The next few days, their journey was very safe, because firebirds chose a secret passage that contained no demonic beast powerful. A month later, firebird made it through the dense jungle and Xiao Long saw the

he answered and returned back to reading the contents as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Elaina joined him too, sitting by his side and he continued translating what every line said: “Goddess of fire, who first breathed heat into stone, Sharpen our fangs and temper our wings. Let your fire burn fear from our hearts, And turn our enemies to ash before your light” After sometime, Drake paused when a thought struck him and he turned to Elaina and said, “Elaina, I think this book was stolen from your mother's possession” Elaina was perplexed and couldn't resist asking, “You think so? What made you draw such a conclusion?”

PROLOGUE – EXTENDED Title: What the Fire Forgot Book Two: Throne of Fire & Favors: Loyalty Is a Loaded Gun Time: 4 Months After Naomi Raines' Death Location: Valeburn City, Southside Block, Navarro-District Border Weather: Overcast with the smell of distant smoke and oil; a light wind rustles charred flyers across blood-washed pavement Soundscape: Buzzing streetlamps, the soft clink of bottles, low whimpers from alley shadows, and sirens like lullabies for broken cities

"We're not out of the danger yet. We have to get out of here. None of us are safe anymore." I returned to the window to observe Grandpa Falkor, fueled by vengeance, take matters into his own hands. He struck a matchstick and ignited the fuel-soaked ground with a malicious smirk on his face. The flames erupted and spread like wildfire, devouring everything in their path. As their bodies were enveloped by the merciless flames, the pack members, imprisoned in their scorching inferno, cried out in agony. The pungent fragrance of burning fur and flesh filled the air.

Nora said, her eyes wide with fear. "We just have to go home, but we will never speak of this again. Not among us not to anyone." Reggie said while still trying to control his breath. Alice brought out her inhaler from her backpack and hurriedly took some puffs from it. "Didn't know you were asthmatic." Nora said. Alice glared at her. "No offense," Nora said. "Can we focus on the main issue here?" Reggie said. "This incident should follow us to the grave. It's not cool to be caught up in a murder case and definitely not the way we planned to spend our sophomore year." Reggie said.

"Intense feelings, like a wildfire, consume my every thought. Burning bright and hot, they leave me feeling both alive and distraught." His POV.... Wildlife ! . She was a wildfire . She was burning and spreading in my veins like a fire in the woods . The fire that could either burn you wholly or give birth to many innovations . Winter was that spark of ignition that could burn a million year old forest by her fire . She was indeed a wildfire . She was wild and careless . If she was the drug I might have been her druggie . The druggie who won't let his favourite drug to share with anyone .

He whispers, “Avery, you and Regina are ours. No bitch before matters. In fact, no bitch matters. You and only you, are what matters. You are ours and we are yours, forevermore.” He kisses me but pulls away quickly because we aren't in our world. We have to appear human. I sighed as I remembered that, too. I ducked under his arm and proceeded to find the Religious Studies section. There, on the third bookcase, in the middle of the third shelf, was the book that my vision foretold. After I plucked A Draconian from its resting place, I sank to the floor. It tells of the rise of the Pharaohs of Egypt, as well as the roots of various religions and rituals. On page 999, I found what I was sent he

Every morning I have woken up thinking it was all a dream. I don’t have to use spells or anything either thus far. I think of what I want to happen, and most of the times it does. I just have to think outside the box more. It might have went faster if Elijah had been able to free up some time though. I can master those nasty ass fireballs now, though! If Flynn ever tries anything again, he is toast. ‘Pssssh! He would have been anyway! We are a DRAGON!’ Ares bristles.

(Anton POV) Fire is a language. A lot of people think it destroys and burns everything. But fire speaks. It tells you who is afraid. Who runs. Who comes back screaming. I watched the smoke rise from the coastline through the tinted glass of my car and smiled. Damian Blackwood came running. Of course he did. He always does. The man is literally predictable. “Was the message delivered?” I asked calmly. “Yes, sir,” my man replied from the front seat. “She survived.”

I say frowning. “No. The Great Clash was elf against elf.” I stare at the sentence in front of me. I’ve become so used to living with hybrids that it totally escaped me. “Then, what is this reference to fire?” “What?” Yhen says, setting aside his own studies and scooting closer to me on the couch. “Right here. It’s the only reference I remember seeing and I didn’t think about it when I read it before because you have my fire. It just dawned on me that there is no reference to dragons, so how does an elf have fire?”