Firestar And Sandstorm Novels & Stories

“Listen carefully. Initiate protocol Ashfall.” A pause. A sharp inhale. “That’s irreversible.” “I know.” Aria’s head snapped toward me. “What did you just do.” I met her gaze. “I just burned every legal firewall I have left.” The line went dead. I turned fully to her. “Ashfall erases corporate protection and activates private response. It means from this moment forward, this is not a company problem. It’s a war.” Her expression didn’t soften. It sharpened. “Good,” she said. “Because they won’t stop otherwise.”

The fire wolf growled and leaped out to attack the other fire wolf. The two fire wolves started fighting. But Frost's fire wolf is definitely stronger than the other one. "Here's more." Frost smirked as she then made a fire eagle. "Get him." She pointed out to the other bandit. The fire eagle screeched in response and spread its majestic wings.

So Brokenstar had treated the code as if it was a joke, and at the end of the day, he paid the ultimate price for his cruelty. The last thing Flamestrike wanted to do was admit that Icestar reminded him of Brokenstar. Or that Russetstar could also be traveling down a similar path. Two cruel leaders made the situation that much worse. If his theory was true, then the Clans needed to be extra vigilant for signs of battle.

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.

Before I could even process the excitement of potentially having powers, the SUV slammed on its brakes. "Get down! Ambush!" Hudson roared from the driver's seat. Through the windshield, I saw them—a small army of heavily armed raiders swarming the dunes ahead. The Vipers. Their leader, a scarred man with fire powers, laughed maniacally as he raised his hands, hurling massive fireballs at our convoy like a meteor shower. BOOM! The explosion sent a shockwave that shattered our windows into a million pieces.

Water exploded from the ground like a live grenade, shooting the other player high into the air. Danny slowly let go so that he wouldn’t hurt the other player, a fall from such a height would be fatal and illegal. “Terrance get rid of him he’s soft.” Richard’s voice spoke over their radio. “Time for my Sandstorm you can get ready to win the first move.” Terrance said with his usual confidence. Terrance stood on one knee and loosened a pouch from his belt. He dropped a small amount of white sand into his hand and clenched it in his fist.

It shrieked, dissolving under the black fire as Shadow tore it apart. Another leapt, and she met it midair, raking claws of flame across its face, sending it crumpling in a cloud of ash. Ragnar fought beside her, lightning dancing around him as he struck down two more, his eyes flicking to her as she moved. Shadow and Nightfire, one. They fought through the fog, the creatures shrieking as they burned, but they kept coming, endless, relentless. Shadow’s growl echoed through her as she lunged again and again, tearing them down, Nightfire pouring through her strikes.

Thus, my best friends’ match started. Noah protected Sandra when she was about to get hit by Gamma Samuel. Both men are actually aiming for each other’s throats. Maybe because they are both from the Gamma line in their respective packs. Sandra attacked both Beta Trent and Gamma Samuel with her legs. She actually kicked them both at the same time, so it looks like she was making a split in the air! I cheered and yelled, “That’s my girl!” To which Noah strictly rebutted, “No! She’s mine!”

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.

In a split second, my knuckles connected with a bony jaw. The collision was followed with a loud shriek and then a body being hauled some meters away. I closed the distance between us almost at the same instant and rained down punches on the guy's face. All I saw in my eyes was a red haze and nothing else. Another kind of rage and anger had filled me so much that I angrily enjoyed punching the guy's face. It was like the person had snapped some kind of a trip wire in me that could never be reconnected. I couldn't control what I was feeling at the moment, I just wanted to beat this person endlessly for pissing me off. Blood spurt out of his nose under the constant punches I rained on him maki