Flaming Crown Novels & Stories

Once thеrе was a young girl who wanted nothing more than to bе lovеd. Shе gavе еvеrything shе had, еvеn hеr powеrs, to win thе affеction of othеrs, but it was nеvеr еnough. Instеad of accеptancе, all shе got was bеtrayal and pain. In thе еnd, thе man shе trustеd thе most was thе onе who turnеd back on hеr. Shе hatеd thеm all, and if shе еvеr got anothеr chancе, shе promisеd hеrsеlf shе’d nеvеr long for lovе again. Instеad, shе’d makе thosе who wrongеd hеr suffеr in rеturn. Bеforе shе diеd, shе hеard about thе dukе of Adеlstеin and his sons going mad ovеr thе dеaths of thе duchеss and thеir littlе princеss. Whеn shе had thе chancе to bе rеborn, shе saw it as an opportunity for rеvеngе. Thе stagе was sеt for hеr plan to unfold, and shе lookеd forward to sееing hеr еnеmiеs fall by hеr hand. Thе big quеstion now is whеthеr shе’ll gеt hеr vеngеancе or if somеthing unеxpеctеd will changе hеr mind. Will shе ultimatеly lеarn to lovе hеr nеw family? Only timе will tеll in this story of bеtrayal, rеvеngе, and thе possibility of finding somеthing unеxpеctеd along thе way.

Winter break was supposed to be quiet. A chance to recover from the battles that fractured Obscura Arcanum’s fall semester. Instead, Iris Wren comes home to find her mother soul-bound to a Stormhollow werewolf, and her calm, structured life about to collide with something wild. Something loud. Something named Kaia. The daughters of fated mates, they’re now step-sisters by magic and mistake. Neither asked for this. Both are fighting it. But when the spring semester brings whispers of corrupted packs, broken sigils, and shadowed disappearances across Ember Hills, their unwilling bond may be the only thing strong enough to survive what's coming. Because bloodlines make enemies. But found family? That makes warriors.

I was setting up a weekend shopping list on the tablet my husband had just replaced for our home system. A notification popped up. He had forgotten to log out of a shared, encrypted family calendar— one I didn’t recognize. There was only one unfamiliar profile photo. I tapped it. A list titled “My Little Princess – Personal Notes” filled the screen. My Little Princess doesn’t drink alcohol—only mineral water or herbal tea. No late nights. She needs absolute quiet to sleep. She gets anxious easily—keep fresh white lilies in the house and her favorite vanilla chocolates on hand. I scrolled slowly, my expression unreadable. The final entry was bolded. Highlighted. “Next Wednesday: take my Little Princess to choose her wedding crown.” I closed the screen. Then I picked up my phone and called my husband. “Love,” I said gently. “Does your Little Princess prefer a classic European bridal crown… or something more traditional? I thought I could help you choose.”

In the shifter city of Ancnix, strength is law, loyalty is survival, and every young warrior is taught that their soul belongs to the moon. Seventeen-year-old Elora Jardine has spent her life mastering control—of her shifting, of her temper, and of the secrets she keeps hidden behind a composed smile. Born into a respected warrior house yet trapped beneath her father’s cruelty, Elora’s only anchors are her younger brother, Micah, and her closest friend, Kailee Blackstone. But on the eve of her graduation, a violent confrontation awakens a power inside Elora that no Shifter should possess. When the city’s future king, Gregory Forstfang, moves to claim her under the guise of duty, Elora’s world collapses into fear, fractured trust, and a destiny she never asked for. Forced to flee Ancnix, Elora’s escape leads her deep into the untamed Outer Wilds, where she encounters two strangers whose paths intertwine with her own: Briar Vale, a gentle but powerful Strega guided by visions she doesn’t yet understand, and Declan Eldritch, a Farisee whose calm presence stirs ancient magic in the world around him. Each carries secrets. Each carries a purpose. And each seems mysteriously drawn to Elora’s growing, unstable power. Together, the unlikely trio must navigate haunted forests, forgotten ruins, and a rising darkness spreading across Nethara. As Elora’s abilities intensify beyond her control, the three uncover whispers of an old prophecy—a legend hinting that the fate of their world may rest in the hands of a girl who never wanted to be anything more than free.

When the heatwave apocalypse hits the Earth, the ozone layer has completely dissipated, forcing mankind to move into the underground city. My husband, Rhett Calloway, and I get to stay on Level Two, seeing as we've funded the construction of the underground city. On day in the third year of the heatwave apocalypse, Rhett brings back a sickly young woman from the slums located on Level Three out of the blue. "Nora, the living conditions on Level Three are very difficult. Anna is in poor health. I can't just sit by and watch her suffer." After that, Rhett carries Anna Archer into our home. I keep my gaze lowered as I remind him, "Don't forget that there's a strict population count on Level Two. The available slots in every family are fixed." "I know that. That's why you need to head down to the slums on Level Three to replace Anna for the time being. Once she recovers from her illness, I'll bring you home." The moment I hear Rhett's response, I remain rooted to the spot for a long time. After walking out the front door, I do my best to suppress the quiver in my tone as I call a number that belongs to Level One. "I've already thought it through. I've decided to join the project to end the apocalypse on Level One."

Seven years. I gave him everything. My love. My loyalty. My wolf. He gave me lies. I thought Darius kept me from the Luna title because of politics. Because his mother hated me. Because the council said wait. I was wrong. He never intended to mark me. He marked his stepsister instead. And the son I raised? The boy who calls me Mama? He was never mine. The day I learned the truth was the day I learned something else. I am not a nobody. I am not an orphan. I am Seraphina Alaric. The missing Lycan Princess. The dead King's daughter. The rightful heir to everything. But there is a catch. A woman cannot rule alone. I have fifteen days to find a husband or lose the crown to my ex-husband. To the man who used me. Who made me small. Who thinks he has already won. I choose his worst enemy. Kael is the East Alpha. A war criminal. A killer. He hates Darius more than I do. He wants revenge more than power. Together we will burn my old life to ash. Together we will take the throne. But this game is dangerous. My son is hostage. My enemy is everywhere. And the man I married for convenience? He is looking at me like I am more than a deal. I was rejected. I was betrayed. I was made to think I was nothing. They forgot. I am King Alaric's daughter. And I am done being small.

They rejected her in front of the entire pack. Her father handed her over by sunrise. The Alpha King already knew she was his. For twenty-one years, Selene Voss has been called slow, weak, broken — the omega no wolf would choose. So when her fated mate rejects her at their bonding ceremony, she should disappear into the corners of her pack and stay there. Instead, she is dragged in a blood-debt red dress to Draeven Keep and married to the brutal Alpha King who has not let anyone touch him since his wife died. Kael Draeven does not say a word as he discards her into servant quarters. He has already recognized her face. Selene is the last surviving heir of the bloodline his own father massacred — hexed at birth to hide her power, planted in the wrong pack, and meant to die quietly. The conspiracy that engineered her ruin has spent forty years on this campaign. They forgot to plan for what would happen if she chose to stay. Mine. Yours. Stay. Build. Vow. Forever. She did not come to be saved. She came to be seen.

"You shouldn't be touching me." he growled, his voice low and ragged, every muscle beneath her nimble fingers felt the tremors of restrained power. The heat of his skin radiated through her gloves. "If I stop, you'll bleed out." His hand shot up, curling gently-but firmly around her wrist. His eyes, a shade of hellish red in the dim lights, locked onto hers. "No, doctor," he whispered, his lips forming a stern pressed line. "If you stop, it won't be the blood that kills me. It'll be the hunger." Dr. Eleanor Airlea never believed in myths-until the night a wounded stranger staggered into her veterinary clinic under a blood-red moon. The wolfs injuries should have killed him, but his body healed with a feral strength she couldn't explain. His piercing eyes, wild and magnetic, left her both terrified and captivated. Raphael is no ordinary man-he's a werewolf, royalty no less with a bloodline that binds him to the violent laws of his pack and the forbidden desire that burns whenever Eleanor is near. In a world where hunters stalk the night and betrayal lurks under every silver light, their passion becomes as dangerous as it is irresistible. She's the healer who should fear him. He's the predator who has set his eyes upon her. And when blood and desire mix under the next full moon, neither of them will be able to resist the pull of destiny. "I don't care what you are," she said, her pulse racing as she held his gaze. "You were bleeding. You needed me." His lips curved into a dangerous smile. "Careful, doctor. Saving a wolf can make you his."

Born the lowest rank in a kingdom where Alphas rule and Omegas obey, Lyra Dane is sent as a “gift” to the royal brothers of the Ironfang Pack—a peace offering to seal a bloody treaty. Everyone expects her to be a docile concubine, a plaything passed from one brother to the next. But Lyra carries a secret. She is the last surviving heir of the Moonspire bloodline, and she’s spent her entire life training to take back her throne. The palace of the three princes is a nest of lies, assassins and hidden magic. As Lyra uncovers the conspiracy that slaughtered her family, she begins turning each brother against the other, awakening powers she was never supposed to have. Soon all three Alphas want more than her submission—they want her as their mate. Torn between vengeance and desire, Lyra must decide whether to destroy the brothers who could give her back her crown… or surrender to the dangerous pull of their bond and become queen of them all.

Second Book of "5 Princes and I" Rosalie Amber Stan's world is now upside down. Not only is she a suppose to learn about her dead kingdom but she actually has to learn how to use her powers along side her familiar, Custard. Adding to her list of problems; the rogue king, King Ferius, won't stop at nothing until he gets a hold of Rose's blood. So it is now up to the princes to protect her until she learns how to protect herself. Which could take a while with her refusal to cooperate with them. Will Rose be able to master her powers and learn how to defend herself? Will she be able to learn more about her heritage and revive her dead kingdom?