Flame Lover Novels & Stories

FLAMES I LOVED YOU FIRST Her crystal blue eyes met mine, her smile a light tease like the cadence in her voice. I reached for her hair pushing the few strands back, touching her cheeks, feeling her warmth wash over me like the scorching hot Florida heat. Blood spurted through my veins as I reached for her. Her body molded into mine, her scent shot up my nostrils and my hands found her hips. The dip in her waist, the bulge of her hips, the smoothness of her skin which was like touching satin for the first fucking time. This was nirvana, this was bliss.

“Then we do this together.” Celeste nodded. “The first fire will be named. The justification dismantled. And the pattern broken.” Outside, the city lights flickered on as evening settled. The world continued, unaware of the history written into ash beneath its feet. Evelyn looked once more at the folder on the table. Fires. Names. Lies framed as necessity. The first fire had been lit in fear. This time, the truth would burn instead. And it would not stop until the pattern was gone.

“We both know you wouldn’t dare.” “Try me,” she whispered with a wicked smile, then kissed him hard. Their bodies moved with practiced rhythm. This wasn’t love,it was lust, greed, and power games all wrapped into one heated exchange. Clothes flew off. Moans filled the room. And when it was over, they lay there breathless, not from emotion, but from the thrill of getting everything they wanted without consequences. Tamara lit a cigarette, took a drag, and handed it to Rumero. “So what’s next?”

She didn’t even seem to be taking a breath. He caught that finger in his hand before it went flying up his nose. Sweet tingles and flames ran up both their arms at the touch. Her mouth finally stopped moving as she gaze stared at my hand clasping hers. She had to feel that. He’ll, see that. Keegan had heard the mate bond could create tingles of the skin when emotions were high, but he had never heard anyone mention sparking flames before. That had to do something with her. The flames weren’t burning us. Just running over our skin. Her mouth hung open as she finally looked up into my eyes.

Ben finally found the sack of seeds stored in the ship’s hold and brought it to the deck, where the dragon stood. They were a fascinating flower seeds and had to make sure that they were kept away from any exposure to rain. Extraordinarily, these plants wouldn’t flower in any season. Water could even damage their seeds. Only one element could make them thrive and bloom - dragon fire. Therefore, they were given the name fire dandelions.

He took another slow drag from his cigarette before exhaling, the smoke curling lazily in the dimly lit gym. “Not all flames die out quickly, son,” he mused, tapping the ash off his cigarette. “Some need a slow, controlled burn before they truly turn to ash.” I clenched my jaw. “I don’t have the patience for slow.” He hummed in amusement, his sharp eyes watching me like he already knew how this would end. “Then make her burn the way you want. But be careful not to get burned yourself.” I let out a dry chuckle, rolling my shoulders to shake off the irritation settling in my bones.

And of course she's telling the flame to behave and not burn the guy, but I start sending him the opposite instruction. Fucking burn him. "Ohh, Jesus fuck," Jeremy lets out, "It's really hot, but... yeah, it doesn't really burn." BURN HIM! Before Baby Flame can obey my order, Ivy makes him disappear from her hand and then she fucking caresses Jeremy’s reddened skin with real concern before shooting me a bewildered look. I gulp and move my eyes away from them. I need to get a grip. I promised I would be able to handle it. "I would never burn you," she says to him, still caressing his face, "Or anyone who isn't a threat to me and mine. I have no desire for war or chaos, all I want is a family

Emma stood slowly, her fingers still glowing faintly with the resin. “I remember,” she whispered. “It wasn’t rage that gave me fire. It was loyalty. The fire didn’t leave me when everything else did. I fight… because I remember what it feels like to be alone.” Sarah’s voice caught. “Then you’re ready.” Long bowed her head. “Go burn for all who were left in the dark.” --- The Flame of Rage Beckons Emma stepped onto the platform. The Red Flame didn’t snarl this time. It opened. It invited.

I said and shook my head before I continue to eat the food in front of me. "You sure?" He asked and raised his brow at me but I just nodded as a response. Flame just has this mood that you can always see that he is a good friend. He never asked for more. He's that good. I met so many guys after Cosmos disappeared but Flame is just so different. Usually, I won't last having a guy friend because I know that being friends with a guy without him confessing his love for me isn't possible. It always happens but for Flame, he never asked for more.

Main Characters: Alexander - The 25-year-old handsome and independent guy who's a workaholic. He likes working and earning money. He had a past that turned him into a narcissist. He doesn't believe in love and has commitment issues. Ellie - The Novels narrator and 23-year-old protagonist who's studying and still dependent on her family. She has been brought up in a strict family with morals and ethics. She's a day-dreamer who keeps dreaming about her prince charming and finding her true love.