Forever Flame Novels & Stories

For ten days, this black-sand paradise with its steaming geothermal pools and ancient lava fields would witness Lila’s ultimate breaking. She arrived at dusk, naked except for her silver collar and a sheer black robe that billowed in the warm volcanic wind. The air smelled of sulfur, salt, and distant smoke. Torchlight flickered across the black sand beach as the men gathered around a massive open pavilion built over a natural hot spring. Marcus and Damien led her to the center. Marcus’s voice rang out across the gathering. “Ten days. No restrictions. She is the Flame. Burn her. Consume her. Fill her until she overflows. This is her destiny.”

It lit the space between them with something akin to golden sunlight. Adelaide’s breath left her in a single, stunned whisper: “It’s… beautiful.” The corners of Cael’s mouth tightened, not quite a smile. Like the expression belonged to a different man, one who had once been allowed to hope. “This is Emberflame,” he said. “My people’s oldest fire. The first fire that rose from the earth. Very few demons still carry it.” His voice dropped. “It’s forbidden. If Apollo saw this—” He didn’t finish the sentence. Her flames dimmed along her arms, as if yielding to the presence of his golden thread. As if her power recognised something more kingly than Hell’s crown.

And Kaelion’s arms, golden and molten, would hold her, desire her, and share eternity with her—and their heir—forever. The fire between them roared, molten and unyielding, a promise and a bond. They were one. Desire, life, fire, love, and creation intertwined. And nothing, nothing could ever break the eternal flame. -

A woman’s voice, gentle and raw, whispering as his newborn body burned with unnatural fire: “Ix vel’ara zha. Kai thrak’eth nex ix, ix-lir kharuun.” “I love you… be strong for me, my little warrior.” His mother’s final gift. The Shadow Queen. Her death hadn’t been for nothing. And now, after all this time, he wasn’t the only one marked by that place. Not the only one broken… or built for more. He closed the file gently, rage and clarity thrumming beneath his skin. His flame danced wilder, answering the beast inside him.

‘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

It’s so beautiful out here I think to myself as I take a seat on one of the many benches. Shelby’s POV: After I fill myself with food, I begin walking around the room just as bored as I’m sure Billie is by now. I walk by one of the entrances and get a whiff of an amazing smell. It smells like campfire and soap. I follow the smell out to one of the patios noticing large man a little over 6ft. He’s leaning on the rail smoking a cigarette staring off into nothingness. As I step closer I see him stiffen and slowly turn towards me. “Mine” slips from his lips as my wolf howls in happiness at finding her mate. He has black hair, grey eyes with muscles. He comes closer to me whispering “what’s your

"How soothing it is! I wish I could listen to it till eternity- that from whichever its source, there is always a flourish of energy to play it, and I will live to listen to it each morning and in the evening before I go into slumber till the end of time." Simon was now wild as he broke into song and twisted his fingers on his guitar going to the direction of the window which was straight on the upper floor while Esther stood on the ground floor as if he was singing and playing purposely for her. The sound was now clear as every note welled inside her and rejuvenated her body and soul. She leaned her head against the window seal and was too immersed in this epic moment that she didn't see

I started hearing my favorite music while staring at the sky full of stars and moon. Every night in my dreams…I see you…I feel you… This song is playing currently. This is one of my favorite songs. Suddenly I felt some weird sensation passing within me. Again, I started getting pain in my chest area. This time I’m damn sure, it isn’t gastric problem. Why? Why is this happening to me? I started crying due to pain. Suddenly a thought came across my mind. I stared at sky and started questioning The Universe. Is this because of my destined partner?

Saavi smiled as a happy tear when left her eye she confessed, "I love you, Dhruv. You are The Ember To My Flame." "I love you too, muffin, The Ember To My Flame." With the kiss that followed the confession, they concealed their love with a promise that nothing will ever tear them apart. No matter what, they will stay together till they are alive. Even if one day their souls will leave their bodies and will step into the afterlife they will go together holding hands after all Flame can't survive for long without The Ember.

Ruby read and was belwirded by each and every word, and she turned the pages, reading and processing every single word. After the Flames extinction, a prophecy was predicted that when the time is right. A Flame will rise from the ashes, A Hybrid, a flame and werewolf, born from a human bloodline. A Queen to both Witches and Werewolves. The Last Flame in existence shall rise and be reunited with her Ignis for they shall lead the wolves and the witches. Like a true King and Queen. She stopped reading and looked at the ceiling in amazement, "I am a freaking Queen?"