Flame Star Novels & Stories

Taking a deep breath, Flamestrike took one step forward and decided to take a risk. Almost as if this was what StarClan had wanted, Flamestrike felt a chill sweep through him. His fur stood on end as he dropped down to the ground, and images flashed across his vision. Flamestrike was so startled by the visions that he suddenly stepped back, only to find himself staring at what looked like a white cat with strikingly dark blue eyes.

There was something glowing in my mind that was about to explode. The fleeting feelings of unknown was at the center of my thoughts. At this moment I am a prisoner in a free world. Every corners of my mind seemed to speak by themselves and my heart seemed to be in ablaze. I stared blankly at the bright light in house in daze. It was like my eyes were roving around for something which I was not there. Something beyond its reach it persisted and jammed my heart with queer thoughts. In this night, I felt like embracing somebody. My heart felt lonely and devoid while my whole body seemed into be in flames.

His eyes blazed with the fervor of one hungry for completion, and his hands burned brightly like the sun. “Brimstone,” Mane stated and activated the power within. Flames much stronger than his regular tongues of fire engulfed him. These were blue flames that burned as brightly as the sun. But Mane wasn’t finished. He wanted to one shot the beast before him. And he was going to give his all for that. “True Flames”

Gloria explained about her white flame. “I have the same, but it’s also different,” Lacey said, pondering the blue flame in her hand. “It also is a cold flame but not in the sense of a true fire, but of being a fluid? Yes, a fluid of extreme cold, the Heavenly Fuid Flame.” “I, too, am a bit surprised by this type of Flame. It’s different from my blue Phenix Flame.” Ling said, looking at the flowing flame in Lacey’s hand. It looked like flowing water instead of an actual fire.

But to them the word sibling didn't really call out to them. Mury laughed getting closer to Mona. "I remember how we came about the name. So much that it still burns right here" she revealed the scar on her arm. That had been caused by her burning herself as a child. She cried at the time unable to compare the pain to anything else in the world but her two flames had an idea to help her with the pain. "You both came up with it as if it had always in my minds. Flames because they hurt like shit but together they create this magic about them. Like right now we're getting warmed by it but we get close we will get burnt. And we burn for each other like flames. Nothing can put us out. Not

[Diana’s POV] “It eats flames?” I asked. Miya nodded. “But not just any flames. It’s young, so we must provide it with the most nutritious and sweet flames,” she said. “Flames are sweet? Flames have taste?” “Not for us, but for them,” Miya said. “So? Where can we find this sweet flame?” I asked. “Flowers,” Miya said. “Flowers? You mean nectar?” I asked. “No. The flames you get when you burn a flower.”

We always knew that running a restaurant right on the packs boarder would be a great cash flow injection, but I don’t think any of us expected it to be quite this successful. As the packs Alpha I’m usually only here when we have any large bookings or functions, the workload without the restaurant is already obnoxious so it really just adds to the overflowing plate. That’s what happens when your pushing close to 30 and still without your Luna I guess. I really thought I would have found my fated mate by now. Every opportunity I’ve had to venture into any other pack or attend gatherings, I’ve been there but she hasn’t. The pressure to take a chosen mate is mounting from my pack, but just like

“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.

My subconscious mind started replying to me. "This is all your fault!" I yelled at stars making an angry face while wiping out my tears with my hands. "Now why are you blaming them?" My subconscious mind asked me for which I started throwing daggers at sky. "Because they are the reason for my current situation!" I exclaimed while angry tears are oozing out from my eyes. "Huh! Now stop behaving like a silly and crazy kid. Explain clearly." My subconscious mind said. "I asked the stars to align properly and send my THE ONE to me ASAP. But now I think, they got misaligned, making the wrong one enter my life instead of my THE ONE!!!" I cried out loud.

I smirk, crawling over her. “Starving,” she shoots back. Our mouths meet again, wilder this time, all teeth and tongues, the kind of kiss that leaves our lips bruised. Her legs hook around me, pulling me close. I enter her. I cannot wait any longer. I need her now. I feel her pussy is wet as my big cock enters her. I feel like the walls of her pussy are closing in on me. We are consumed by the flames of desire. We move in rhythm as two people who know each other well and know how to fuck each other and pleasure each other. I suck her nipple while fucking her hard. I know she loves it, as I can feel her wet pussy closing around my hard shaft even tighter. On the one hand, I am glad she is so