Flames Of Chaos Series Novels & Stories

‘As I was saying’, he continued, “So, Omek observed a secret. He noticed that the goddess had something called heart of the river, it looked like a small staff. Without that staff, the goddess would turn to water and the water would overflow. He didn’t know about this issue because when he asked the goddess, the goddess lied that without the staff, she turns to human and the sacrificed victims regains their freedom. Omek thought about those in the town and a way to end the sacrifice they offer every damn year. One certain afternoon as the goddess was resting, he stole the staff and ran away. He had the freedom to go anywhere he wants but not the town. Before she could notice it, she was turn

I eye the smashed bowl and remnants of a ceaser salad on the floor at the young chefs feet. “Sorry Alpha, I wasn’t watching where I was going. I walked into the back of Chef Zeke and the bowl slipped out of my hands” I nod. “Happens to the best of us” I eye Zeke and raise an eyebrow. He is well aware that scare tactics is not how I run things around here or in the pack. I might have the final say but I like to think my pack follow my lead with some level of freedom rather than being dictated. He turns away from my gaze, clear that my unspoken message was heard. As I turn to head back to the front door I am suddenly hit by the most delicious smell. A mix of vanilla and rose hits my nose and m

“Wrong feels too damn good with you. I don’t care about the rules when I’m buried so deep inside this perfect, tight pussy.” She sat up straighter, riding him with long, powerful strokes. The thick drag and stretch of his cock against her inner walls sent constant jolts of pleasure through her entire body. The wooden seat creaked rhythmically beneath their combined weight. “I can’t stop thinking about you either,” she admitted breathlessly, grinding harder against him. “Even though I know this could completely destroy my whole life and career.” Marcus groaned loudly, thrusting up harder. His cock throbbed and pulsed inside her, the heat and pressure building intensely. “Then let’s burn toget

Zariah The explosion hit with enough force to throw me backward. One second I was staring at Victor Hale, trying to process everything he had just told us. The next, the world disappeared in noise, heat, and darkness. The floor shook beneath my feet. Something crashed nearby. Dust filled the air so quickly that I couldn’t breathe. For a moment, I had no idea which way was up. My ears rang violently as I struggled to push myself upright. The basement had gone completely dark. The only light came from a small fire flickering somewhere near the far wall. Shadows danced across the room, turning familiar shapes into something terrifying.

I tell him before ducking outside and sparking up a smoke as I lean on my polished bike. My thoughts wander to the woman who called herself Flames last night. She'd had my attention as soon as her wide green eyes had met mine, her full lips curled in an amused smile as she casually dealt with Tanya. When she walked into the bar, I'd stood back and observed as everyone tracked the fiery red heads movements through the room. Whether she meant to or not, she managed to get the attention of everyone in there and I'm sure caused a few to suffer from their eyes wandering off of their ol' ladies. When she has walked away from me outside, my c**k had jumped in my trousers as I watched her round hips

They’d done it under his nose. His fists trembled. The last time Rosewood magic had been used unchecked, it had torn through the North like wildfire. Packs had turned against packs. Kings had fallen. Blood soaked the rivers. It had taken three generations to bury the truth. Now, something—or someone—was stirring again. And for the first time in centuries, the silence of the white wolves was broken. He turned sharply, boots crunching against the frost-bitten stone, and called over his shoulder. “Cassian.”

“I have this secretary once who believes in astrology and kept spewing those things. I wouldn’t have been interested except I often remember whatever I hear. And, of course, it’s strange. I always remember everything I read or hear about magic, or witchcraft, tarot, astrology… anything strange and weird to anyone else but me.” One eyebrow sexily twitches up her intelligent forehead. “Chiara… twin flames supposedly quarrel a lot. So it must not be true, because as far as I can tell… I don’t want any quarrels with you.” “Considering you’re someone who can produce natural disasters when stressed, I wouldn’t want that, either.” I lose my smile. “I really don’t want to create any more storms. Thi

My body felt like it was rusted solid, but I clenched Nicole's hand tighter. From then on, we only had each other. I locked eyes with Simon one last time, finding nothing but emptiness. "I'm sorry for the trouble," I said to the onlookers. I nodded politely, straightened up, and walked out with slow, measured steps. Nicole did not fight me then. Instead, she whispered, "Mom, what about our stuff?" I shook my head and said, "Let's pretend it all went up in flames." Options were slim in the middle of the night, so I booked us into a motel.

The person stuttered, "M-Mr. Zalmer… are you saying D-Dr. Zal—Winifred—is your daughter?" Serena ignored the crowd and moved the cursor to play the surveillance footage. In it, I wore a white laboratory coat and wore a surgical mask as I meticulously worked on an experiment. Everything seemed normal. Just then, the glass beaker before me caught on fire without warning. Flames soon shot to the sky as a thick plume of smoke came from the beaker. Upon seeing that, Raiden pointed at the screen and exclaimed, "There! Winifred, you must've done something wrong. Don't worry, though. I can endure your punishment on your behalf!"

They had thought that after blocking the attacks from below with demonic flame, they could focus solely on Chase. Unexpectedly, Walter proved so strong that he broke through the demonic flame's defense. Thus, the two divided their efforts. Carla would handle the elemental dragons, while Fallon would face Chase. They had assumed that Carla, empowered by Burning Passion, would quickly deal with Walter's elemental dragons. Yet upon contact with the elemental dragons, she felt an endless scorching sensation. What was happening? This fire dragon was actually the Divine Order's Flame! Was Walter not just a monster? Where had he obtained the Divine Order's Flame?