Flame Princess X Finn Novels & Stories

“Put up a hell of a fight.” “I’m sure,” the vampire said. “A pleasure to see you again, Hedy.” “Seems rude to know my name when I don’t know yours.” He chuckled, “Would you prefer your given name or Pandora?” Francium’s eyes widened. He glanced between the vampire prince and me in shock. I said nothing. The vampire smirked and licked his lips. “I thought Pandora was the other girl,” the one holding me by the neck said. The vampire laughed, “As did I for a while. At least until it became clear that Moon Shadow was still getting far too close to my liking.”

After all they can’t prove that we are mates if we stay away from each other when we are in the same room with them. I tilted my head to the door which Finn just exited then mouthed the name Finn to him, I saw as he nodded then dragged his eyes away from me, I had the same difficulty with mine but I hurried out of the room with a smile, not noticing Viana hatred which she beamed at me with her eyes. I caught up with Finn just as he was about to take a step into the library and using the collar of his shirt, I dragged him back out. “Hey?” Finn complained until he turned and saw it was me, then he smiled. “What’s up Princess? You do know that Vine and Vane are the ones who needs collaring not

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.

There was he, his only objective was to kill the rogue alpha without any mercy. He looked at him with his nose flaring, Finn smirked and took out his sword. "Nice to meet you, Alpha Blaze or should I say your majesty." He bowed down playfully, Blaze growled. "I don't know what do you think? I think majesty suits me better." He smirked and Finn glared at him. "You will pay for this." He pointed out with his sword on his chest and lunges toward him, fortunately, his reflexes were good and he avoided the sword then snatched it harshly away from him.

Finn leaned casually against the table, watching me as my frustration spilled out. “I’m taller than her,” I added, counting on my fingers. “I carry myself better, I look more queenly, and I actually know the traditions of this pack because I grew up here.” My pacing resumed. “And yet somehow I’m the princess while she gets the crown.” Finn let out a quiet chuckle. I stopped abruptly and glared at him. “You’re laughing.” “No,” he said quickly, raising his hands. “I’m not laughing at you.” “Then what?”

Kaelan’s eyes softened, the teasing fading into something deeper. “You’re beautiful when you’re angry,” he murmured. She flushed. “I’m not angry.” “You’re something.” She shoved him lightly. “Stop trying to distract me.” “Is it working?” “Yes,” she admitted, cheeks burning. Kaelan’s smile softened. He brushed a wet strand of hair from her cheek, his fingers lingering. “Little flame… I love you.” Her chest tightened, not with fear, but with something fierce and warm. “I love you too.”

I told him with a gentle smile. “Hey, go play with Uncle Zach outside for a little bit while mommy and daddy talk, okay?” Finn let him down on his feet so he could leave the room. “You wanted to talk?” I asked him. Finn smirked before going to the door and locking it, “I gotta have you, my sexy princess.” He leapt onto the bed and buried his face in my chest, nipping my stiff nipples through my thin shirt. Without waiting, he pulled my shorts down and undid his zipper to pull out his thick, stiff cock. Finn slammed into me, making us groan in unison.

A harsh laugh, devoid of humor, echoed in the confined space. “Where you belong, princess. For now.” A hand, large and calloused, brushed against her cheek, a touch that made her skin crawl. She flinched away, a desperate, futile movement. “Don’t touch me.” Her voice, though still weak, held a surprising edge of defiance. “Feisty, ain’t she?” the gruff voice mused. “James sure picked a spirited one.”

The violet flames dance from my arm to his throat and envelop him in it, getting him to rip himself off me with a roar. Wrapping my arms around my sons, I watch Fynn’s demonic double growl enraged and as Matthew’s creature attacks him, they are both soon covered in flames as they continue to fight each other. I watch them while sobbing, my mind running like crazy, thinking about a way to get out before they find a way to extinguish the flames, or even worse, Matthew’s demon finally wins over Fynn’s. “I’ll get you out of here, princess,” Fynn’s voice rumbles through the cold room, making me take a shaky breath.