Firewalker Book Novels & Stories

Silence lingered between them. The rest of the flight was quiet as Kevin sat in another seat at the back busy signing documents and discussing business matters while Emma read a book and intermittently looked out the window watching the scenery below and sometimes stealing a glance back at him and caught him looking at her. After an hour, Kevin walked to her, checking on her as she drifted off to sleep. The leather-bound book she was reading lay open on her lap, the words written on its open page clearly visible; “If I know what love is, it is because of you!" Kevin smiled and then put the book aside. There was no lie in it.

“The fire? Yeah. Hard to miss your world exploding.” “Not the fire,” she corrected. “The awakening.” My jaw tightened. “Don’t say it like that.” She ignored me, because of course she did. “Silver fire does not answer fear or anger alone. It answers blood. And bonds.” The word settled heavy in my chest. “Enid,” I said, flat. Elda nodded. “The Lunawalker Flame.” I laughed once, sharp and humorless. “That sounds fake. Like something made up to scare young wolves into behaving.”

, but before the old lady could complete CEO intervenes,” just throw her out of my cabin right now or else I am going to fire you all”, ordering his guards Just burn each and every copy of this book or else ....”, But before she could complete her sentence suddenly her voice gets husky and his facial expressions starts changing, and she again continues,” I am going to. “, and once again before completing her sentence she ends up hitting wall of the room exploding her mind like a bomb and soon her blood spills all over the room which leaves both of us scared So not having any other option with just ended up burning each and every copy of the book which were collected across the globe but stil

Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

Taking a deep breath, I lightly walk down each step, trying to avoid making a sound. What feels like ages, because I'm scared that I will be caught, and not knowing how long drunk man will stay knocked out, I finally reach the bottom floor, covered in beautiful marble. There is light coming through to what I can only surmise is the front door because of the double doors; I start walking quickly. Almost free! "What do we have here?" I feel an arm yanking me from nowhere, pulling me roughly into a hard body. Struggling to find my footing, I look up, and all the air leaves my body. Braxius!

before entering another room filled with machines. “What is this?” Eva asked giving the book to Everest. “This was brought to the library just recently, it’s called ‘The birth of disaster’.”

My eyes peered at this one book, it was a storybook about the dreamscape, and as I scanned through the introduction…there were walkers on it. Excitedly, I went out of the restricted area before bringing the book to my post. Luckily, no one noticed my disappearance. To be continued…

If this was what he went through to get information, then I quit. I couldn’t keep up. I shoved the remaining books away, ready to give up. “I’d just let him do it himself then—” My words halted as my eyes landed on an older book. I hadn’t even noticed it until now. Slowly, I pulled it closer and flipped through the pages until I reached the section I cared about. “…Capturing a vampire… capable of hurting a daywalker… the pure woods…” My wolf leapt inside me as the words echoed in my head.

All eyes and ears were on Rex as they waited to hear his response to Felix’s question. Rex shrugged as he took his seat at the table. “It’s no big deal. I learned a lot from my uncle and then, over the years, I picked up a bit here and there. One of the advantages of being a wanderer is that you meet a variety of peopled with a myriad of talents. I kept my eyes and ears opened and absorbed as much as I could.” “Isn’t being a wanderer dangerous?” Felix asked as he scooped a heaping spoonful of potatoes onto his plate. Then, as an afterthought he said, “I can start helping myself, can’t I?”

Ruby read and was belwirded by each and every word, and she turned the pages, reading and processing every single word. After the Flames extinction, a prophecy was predicted that when the time is right. A Flame will rise from the ashes, A Hybrid, a flame and werewolf, born from a human bloodline. A Queen to both Witches and Werewolves. The Last Flame in existence shall rise and be reunited with her Ignis for they shall lead the wolves and the witches. Like a true King and Queen. She stopped reading and looked at the ceiling in amazement, "I am a freaking Queen?"