Flametail Warriors Novels & Stories

Aside from being unusually long, they were curved, too—like the claws of a cat. “Stay here,” Mei said. “I’ll give a signal when it’s safe to follow.” Two guards were patrolling the corridor that followed the hallway. Mei took down the first guard by slashing through his neck with her claws before moving on to the second guard. She moved so swiftly and silently that the second guard didn’t even notice her before it was too late. As Jade watched, she couldn’t help but compare Mei to a hunting tiger—agile, quiet, and precise. “You’re really good,” Jade said in admiration right after Mei had made her tenth kill.

" Florian's mouth froze, unable to say anything. Florian's curses had incited the anger of the other warriors from third-grade worlds. A warrior from the Lycan continent shouted, "You warriors from second-grade worlds are so shameless. You're the only ones allowed to kill us with cruel methods, but we're not allowed to fight back? As long as we fight back, you say that we're cruel? "Can you use your brain before you speak?! Who can be crueler than you guys?! All those corpses on the ground that have been tortured by you to their death! Your situation is so much better than theirs!"

I closed my eyes but never slept because all I could see was those deep black eyes that were darker than the universe. Days passed. We began to organise our team. We filled in all the documents and sheets that were given by the headboard. Chris was a technology expert. So things, we're easier for us. We also learned a lot about Camp Atlantis. This was not a mere teenage camp, it was a camp to train secret agents against illegal activists!!! This week completely changed our lives. We went for the lectures of the headboard to learn its history. We were trained with Marshall arts which we girls were weak. But to our consent, Jake was selected as the top warrior of the batch.

‎ ‎From the roof of the mansion, figures rappelled down on black ropes. ‎ ‎Vargo’s elites. They wore full-body tactical armor and carried weapons that looked like nightmares. ‎ ‎Flamethrowers. ‎ ‎"Scatter!" I projected the command to the pack. ‎ ‎A jet of liquid fire erupted from the lead soldier’s weapon. It engulfed a Rogue warrior. He screamed, shifting back to human form as he burned alive. ‎ ‎My vision went red. ‎ ‎No mercy, I thought. ‎ ‎I charged the flamethrower unit. I dodged the stream of fire, feeling the heat singe my whiskers. I clamped my jaws around the fuel tank on his back.

On the other side of the horizon, The mysterious man, The night in Italy was colder than usual, a sharp contrast to the heat of my rage. The moment I learned Amira had defied my warnings and gone to see Ryan, I felt the familiar surge of anger coursing through my veins, the kind that made me feel alive, made me feel in control. I had warned her, threatened her, yet she still defied me. Her stubbornness would be her downfall, but not yet. No, I wasn’t ready to let her go that easily.

At any cost. Rose swallowed hard, seeing the unshed tears in his eyes. A madness in that gaze, fear of losing her. She cupped his face and held her gaze. “You are a flame of sin, Vladimir, Who burns everything around him. And I decided to stay away from you the moment I opened my eyes.” She inhaled sharply seeing his eyes, “But it didn’t let me in peace. I felt like a moth, pulling into your flames. Again and again. That’s what I have become. That’s what you made out of me. It’s better to burn in your flames with you than live without you.”

She glanced at the fountain first before she looked at Theo. "I wanted to show you this special and sacred place in hopes that you will understand me and the way we live, even just for a little." Theo said with all seriousness. Maddie just nodded to urge him to continue. "This flame was revived when the war from a long time ago was put to an end. Since then, this flame was not on the verge of dying out." "Wait." Maddie even put her hand up to stop Theo from speaking. "What does the war have to do with the flame? Is the war about putting water in it?" Maddie was serious but Theo chuckled on her question which made her brows knot.

Morticia cried out, "Don't panic. Let's return to our formation and fight the enemies together." Immediately, Yooda and other Fiend Martyrs shouted, "Don't panic." "Follow orders. Get back into formation…" However, the fiend race warriors were scared to death after experiencing the power of the Mysterious Thunder and the Heavenly Flame. Facing the attack of tens of thousands of Grand Weapons and generals, they were frightened and were in low spirits. In less than five minutes, dozens of fiend race warriors cried out and collapsed in pools of their blood.

Fabian moves with precision, striking down rogues with sheer dominance. William fights beside me, moving swiftly and deadly. He dodges incoming attacks and slashes rogues' throats with his claws, spraying blood into the air. My warriors cut through the enemies like a storm of death. They scream in pain, and their warriors fall one after the other to the ground. Fabian patrols the battlefield, acting as backup for every almost injured Moonlight sentinel. Their confidence gradually wavers as they realize they are losing. I tear into another, sinking my teeth into his shoulder before slamming him to the ground with bone-crushing force.

"I will stand by your side, Fleur. Together, we will face this trial and show them the strength of our love." As the battle between Fleur and Damas loomed, tension enveloped Willow Creek. The news of the impending clash between Immortals spread like wildfire, sending shockwaves through both communities. The Immortals' mightiest and fiercest warriors, led by Ezra, refused to accept the treaty, abandoning Willow Creek, their presence a constant reminder of the looming threat.