Novel & Cerita Flame Prince From Adventure Time

Damien POV: The air crackled with anticipation as I, Damien, the future Alpha of our wolf pack, stood tall and proud before my fellow pack members. The weight of my impending leadership rested heavily on my shoulders, but my gaze was fixed and unwavering. Years had passed since we expelled Amia, a treacherous wolf who dared to defy our ways and embrace the dark arts of magic. Today, I intended to ensure that her name would forever be struck from our memories.

She spat. Adrian chuckled, slow and mocking. “Ah, the cliché line. You’re so much like your brother.” Sila smirked at that. “Yes. My brother turned me into his copy. You remember how my brother dismantled your cousin and friend? He taught me that too,” she snapped. Adrian shook his head. “Impressive. So the princess learned to speak, huh?” He laughed at her. “But tell me Sila, will your brother come on time this time or will he be late just like before?”

“You’re…you’re her.” “I am The Mother!” As I exclaimed my title, I used my human hand to yank his head back by pulling on his hair. My mouth opened, expelling a purplish-blue flame into Draven’s now gaping mouth. The dragon that was inside him emerged. It looked at me before he bowed. When that dragon looked into my eyes, I felt a connection. I had met it before, but where? When?

Flames licked the side of the building, centered two floors above hers, but the smoke had already spread throughout the upper units. She coughed violently, standing on the curb, wrapped in a neighbor's blanket. Her phone buzzed. Alexander. "Where are you?" he demanded as soon as she answered. "My building. There's a fire. I'm okay." "Stay there. I'm coming." Twenty minutes later, a black sedan pulled up beside the scene. Alexander stepped out, his coat half-buttoned, eyes scanning the crowd until he found her. Relief flooded his face. "Come on," he said, wrapping his coat around her shoulders. "You're staying with me tonight."

I feel my insides go on fire as soon as we lock eyes “How on earth? I don’t even have your number” Levi starts his evil laugh under his breath as Grace look at him seemingly for an explanation. “I may have written down Max’s number instead of mine” Shes looks between the two of us again and my hands fly up in defence. I am not going down for Levi’s sly trick. I mean as grateful as I am to of found out her name and get her number this was all on him.

he pointed up his index finger, “A few are more immortal than others. For instance, I. I doubt you can kill me with any of your weapons. And he, you have no idea who he is, don’t you?” “He’s the crown prince of the Kingdom of Maiestas. The vampire prince, that’s what we all know.” “True. But that’s a disguise. Let me ask, do you know how old he is?” “About 150 years old.” “Wrong,” he announced. “By the way, your friend here did not simply go a hunting trip. He has forgotten what actually occurred.”

Finch said, his fingers now just exploring me without lotion. “Who’s the third prince? Oh right that other dragon,” I asked, remembering he had said there were three. He sighed. “Prince Liam. He’s an ass. His father is a lot like Warrick, tough and not much for TLC. Maybe they should have been father and son,” Finch said, moving down to my legs. He adjusted himself so his head was at one end of the hammock and mine at the other. He massaged my calves and feet. I was nearly ready for a nap. This is the life!

Before, I could say something, I heard him say, “Okay, guards… take her away from here.” He announced. I was looking at him in disbelief when those guards dragged me from there. I couldn’t read his eyes; it was like I didn’t know him at all. And here I am, in my room, thinking about the worse could happen tomorrow. But how can a person change just like that Who am I kidding?? She is the princess of the werewolves… I must be dreaming… Who am I?? A nobody, an orphan who couldn’t even find her wolf.

I hungered to taste the softness of his lips, the hard bends of his body, the taste of his passion. What the hell? What was he- what was he doing? "Mat?" Amyra gasped as she looked at both of us and then her eyes widened in realization. "It is you." She pressed a palm against her mouth. "Who?" Blaine blinked, looking confused as hell. "The thief. Pink wig. Brown contacts. But it is her!" I scoffed, but I was only half focused on what they were talking about. My whole body was now focused on the way the prince was running one sharp nail along my arm, as if it was the most natural thing to do.

Frejya’s POV “Don’t be mindful of him girl, Drogo and Rex are like two peas in a pond. You would think he is married to his dragon. My name is Adam” He stretched his hands to me. “Cousin to the prince. I am sure you already know his name. And you are?” The dragon prince's cousin said behind my ear as we watched Rex walk away from the rest of us. The way he walked oozed royalty, like the ground he walked was grateful.