Fireheart X Sandstorm Novels & Stories

He set the untouched drink aside and reached for his coat. Fire had rules. Fire did not look back. Fire did not involve itself in accidents or strangers. But tonight, Fire had collided with something cold. And for reasons he couldn’t yet explain, Alexander Steele knew this was not just an incident. It was the beginning of something dangerous.

LOVE IN THE CROSSFIRE Florence A.S Chapter032: Secrets unveiled. Tensions are beginning to rise between Mr. Rodrigo and Spencer, as Spencer breaks the marriage between Kara and himself. In a short while, the news was all over New York City. Kara has refused to talk to anyone or see anyone for weeks as she was heartbroken and trying to heal.

She reached out and put her hand on his chest, flat against the warm gold skin, and felt his heartbeat under her palm and felt the silver fire surge from the contact point and felt him draw a sharp breath. She held his gaze. "We are here," she said simply. His hand came up and covered hers where it rested against his chest, pressing it there, holding her palm against his heartbeat. "We are here," he agreed. Above them the storm gathered its enormous dark intention. Below them the Tree's roots spread through all the earth of Eden reaching toward everything. Between them the silver fire blazed in patterns that had no name yet because they had only just been invented by the two of them together

Fire and stone, my heart—strike now! Sam’s staff spun, green eyes locked on Zane, tattoo burning, Luna’s snarl a wildfire—His heart, Sam! She ducked his claws, staff slamming his chest, cracking bone, Zane staggering, red eyes dimming. Kevin lunged, claws sinking into Zane’s flank, blood gushing, Shade’s roar vibrating—End him, pup!

I screamed when I saw that. “Make it stop!” I yelled. The largest rogue stepped forward. “Grab her.” The moment he touched me, a blast of heat shot outward. The force threw him several feet through the air and he screamed like a little boy. I stared at my trembling hands. Orange light glowed beneath my skin. What was happening? The answer came from my wolf. “Fireheart,” my wolf said in my mind. “You’re one of them. You’re a Fireheart.” Fireheart? What was a Fireheart? And how could I be one if I was just a half-blood, born of a human mother and wolf father?

Dmitri moved forward, gun still trained toward Leo. "You ought to have stayed out of this," Dmitri said, sounding nearly casual. But you have to perform as the hero. I dropped next to Leo, rubbing my hands over his cut. Although his jaw tightened, he said nothing. I looked up, my vision whirling with wrath and sorrow. “You won’t win.” Dmitri tilted his head. “Oh, but I already have.” The planet burst once more then. A strong bang—not an explosion. Somewhere close to the dockside warehouse, fire broke out, and anarchy seized.

Shadowstorm’s warriors fell silent for a breath as they watched their Alpha transform into a wolf cloaked in Nightfire, larger than any natural wolf, eyes like molten gold as she snarled at the creatures below. She leapt over the barricade. The first creature lunged, and Raven met it midair, jaws of flame closing around its throat. It shrieked as it dissolved into ash, the fire burning it away completely. Another crawled toward a fallen wolf, but Raven landed between them, claws raking across its face, Nightfire pouring into the wound, devouring it. Ragnar’s lightning joined her, bolts crashing into the creatures as he fought alongside her, the storm and Nightfire merging in the chaos.

Arnold took a deep breath. "Leader has ordered me and Leader Claire of The Fire Clan to go to the old archives and search if we can find anything more about the group. And here is what we found out..." Arnold said then placed a file in front of each member. "All the other members are these..." 2) Emberstrike, a fire wielder who can command flames with deadly precision, leaving destruction in their wake, 3) Tempest, the master of storms, is able to summon raging winds and unleash lightning bolts upon their enemies.

It had been too long since they had been united, one. Healer, she called, but as she stepped forward there was a flash of teeth and a deep growl that pushed Althea out of the cave. Still, she tried again. Your mate calls for you, Healer. I need your strength to carry us through. Please, do not forsake us, but the black wolf simply crouched low and sprung at her. Althea hardly had a moment to pull her mind away and she could feel the strength of her claws at her back, pushing her away. Pain erupted and she nearly lost her balance off of the stone she was chained too. Destroyer was there, however, always with her support. Althea rubbed her chest and spoke to Destroyer aloud. “I am sorry, I cou

“She’s Callum’s girlfriend.” Floyd blinked, then gave a low laugh. “Biggest plot twist. Bravo, Moon Goddess.” He leaned forward, tapping Rowan’s book. “What you got there?” “Vampires.” “Really?” He raised a brow. “You should be reading up on your own bloodline. The Moonglade, the Bloodfangs… that stuff.” Rowan narrowed his eyes. “The Bloodfangs?” Floyd didn't look up from his book. “Mhm.”