Flame Lover Novels & Stories

❗NEW BOOK ALERT❗ I will be having a book II for this series called "His Fractured Flame (Book II of HFF series)". But before we get to it, I'm currently writing a stand-alone novel from His Fragile Flame that was written in another perspective. To be specific, it's a book about Kourtney Devaraux which will be under Young Adult since it mostly revolved around high school. Here are the sneak peeks for these books QUEEN OF ACE (A stand-alone novel)

The word was hard and I trailed my fingers over him, knowing these symbols sometimes meant there was a thick scar which has been covered but somehow, I was still fascinated by every one of them. Maybe because I already knew he was far from been a good boy because it was obviously a gunshot scar but the tattoo was a burning flame. “Tell me what one means.” “No.” I couldn’t stop touching him not only because he was hands-down the sexiest man I’d ever seen but because he was the most fascinating cold-mannered professional on the outside, and a dirty-playing criminal below the surface. I wrapped my hand around the flame tattoo on his arm. “This one, please tell me what this one means and then I’

Heading into the bathroom, she turned on the shower and cranked up the heat. Her heart felt heavy as she stepped under the showerhead and the steady stream pelted her. For some reason, her skin felt raw and bruised, too sensitive. She shifted slowly, letting the spray hit her back. She was in love. She had gone and done it after swearing she’d never become her mother. Because wasn’t this how it had started for her? Vanessa really didn’t know, but what was between her and Alaric had gone beyond sex and a good time. It had morphed into a burning passion that knotted in her chest.

Flames A Rare kind of witches, extinct. The last Flames were burned down by common witches for the crime of being unique. Flames powers consist of Fire. Manipulating fire, imagining it, using it for one's need, and lastly illusions. Flames and Werewolves are the only supernaturals that can coexist without feeling a need to be at war with each other. There have come a time where a werewolf mate had to be a flame and the flame had to have an "Ignis" ( a soulmate ), they called him ignis because the wolves ignited the flames' fire. Just like the wolves, the Flames tend to have a short temper. When the werewolves started becoming extinct, the flames lashed out on families, friends, and mainly on

“Fuck your love. Christine loves me.” “I am Christine’s fiancée. She will marry me, because I am her true love. Wake up from your dream, Yuichi.” I held him by the collar against this stupid flame. He raised his hand to stop his men from firing. “What did you do to her? Why can’t she remember me?” “Maybe because she doesn’t want to remember you?” Flame answered with a smile. “I will take back my wife.” Flame retaliated by holding my collar. “I don’t share what is mine. I won’t let you touch even the tip of my fiancée’s finger.”

Blaze entered, closing the distance between us, his arms wrapping around me, a spark of forgiveness and love reigniting. "Never leave me," Blaze whispered, his eyes locked onto mine, kissing me with tender passion, He kept his promise but had to taste my lips, and I wanted his so desperately, Then I heard Flame waking for her feeding, His eyes flew to her, he held her while I got comfortable in bed, then he handed her to me, watching her as she latched onto my nipple, he smiled. "I know you only did what you had to do to keep Flame safe," he whispered.

With a final flourish, she extinguished the flames, leaving only a faint wisp of smoke in their wake. Elara, the newcomer with the Celestial Flames, stepped forward next. Her presence commanded attention, and her eyes burned with a fierce intensity. "My power is the Celestial Flames," she said, her voice ringing with authority. "These flames are imbued with celestial energy, capable of healing and destruction."

“You’re my flame.” She’s my flame and I’m a moth that is drawn to that flame even though I know that it will leave me feeling some sort of hurt, but together we would certainly overcome that hurt, because one thing was for certain. We were always meant to find our way to each other and even if we parted ways again after connecting our bodies, hearts, and souls, we would certainly always find our way back to one another. “I love you,” I whisper, thrusting into Rue hard and fast. “I love you so fucking much.”

“But how do I fight him if she stands in the way?” Liam didn’t answer. He simply reached over and held her hand. Elsewhere, The Heart of Fire The Flamefather stood before a burning table, maps sprawled across it. A younger emissary entered, trembling. “My lord… they’ve united.” The Flamefather didn’t move. “Of course they did.” “She has a name now. Ember.” At this, the Flamefather laughed, a sound like crackling bones. “Good,” he whispered. “Now she has something to lose.”

It wasn’t a violet flame that comes out his body, it was blue, his natural flame. “I can finally get back the green flame,” she said as she watch Rico’s body flaming up. She slowly touch the flame until she was touching Rico’s skin, no sting to feel or burn on her skin. She slowly run his tiny fingers on Rico’s hand up to his cheek as Rico stared on her. She was inch away from him as she caress his cheek, moments where he wish would stay. Rico run his hand on her hair as he stared on her eyes that was staring on his neck and slowly up to his lips and finally on his eyes, she can see a blue reflection of the fire from his deep brown eyes. He pulled her closer to him leaving no space between t