Novel & Cerita Hidden Flame: Bound To The Triplet Dragon Kings

When they were almost to the pack house, I used my Green Flames to control the earth to stop them. A Phoenix is born with a specific fire, The Red Flame is the most common The Orange Flame is for healing The Purple Flame is for turning back and accelerating time for a living being The Pink Flame is for telepathy, empathy, and telekinesis Finally, the Blue Flame, is the most lethal, it is as cold as ice but burns like fire. Each flame could burn, but not at the same intensity depending on which flame it is, each having its specific properties. I was born with what we call the Rainbow Flames, it is a Flame created from each of the Flames, I can use them individually or simultaneously. It was h

Elara screamed, not in agony, but in revelation. She saw the first dragons, vast and luminous, their wings spanning mountains, their minds linked to the ancient queens chosen not for conquest but compassion. She felt their grief as their kin were hunted. Their fury when the last fell. Their promise, to wait, for one who bled not for power, but for peace. “The Flame obeys only the broken who rise.” When it was over, she collapsed, gasping. The chamber was silent. The Flame was gone. No, not gone.

“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.

It was deliberate. I had lived among witches long enough to know they valued control above all. Dragons, especially bonded dragons, were chaos incarnate. A Trial of Flame would be exactly the kind of truth they would smother, keep the whispers alive, but erase the proof. Remove the chance for anyone to demand the rite, pass it, and threaten the structures that had ruled since the dragons fell.

But she lifted her chin. “Tell me.” The dungeon seemed to inhale. Lazriel spoke carefully. Too carefully. “The prophecy Seren saw in her latest vision; it speaks of flame dying by shadow to sever the bond that sustains her reign.” Ember didn’t flinch. “It says,” Caelan added quietly, “that shadow must kill flame. Only then will the gate fracture.” He didn’t say my name. He didn’t have to. Ember turned toward me fully then. Her expression didn’t hold fear. It held decision. My stomach dropped.

’ ‘She belongs to me. Bellamy severed the connection with a weary sigh and rubbed his temples before looking at the two people waiting across the table. “Step away from this, Devon.” His voice echoed through the chamber. “The King has already issued his order. Once a Lycan’s mate bond awakens, it cannot be undone. Fighting it will only make things worse.” Devon’s head snapped up. “What?” His voice exploded across the room. “You’re going to let that monster near my sister after what he did?”

King Sandros yelled as he lunged over. Although Blaze’s flames were indeed powerful, he was still a hell king, and the nether realm was his territory. Moreover, he had several treasures on him that could prevent him from being burnt by the fire. That was exactly why he figured that he was capable of killing the young man. “Run!” Blaze sent out a fire dragon without hesitation, then ran straight towards the West. He couldn’t help but blame this on his rotten luck since he had actually come to the inner court in hopes of stealing the Life Book.

Nix asked me. “That’s a good question. Gods don’t get involved unless the balance of the human realm is at stake. Their goal is to remain in the background and work through their children “us” to keep things in order. The same as your moon goddess Selene, is with you. Everyone knows that dragons and demons are immune to fire. My blue flame burns the hottest of any flame known to the elders at this time. This is something no one knows other than you three and my closest family members. If the demons found out I could breathe out a blue flame, I could be targeted. Although, I'm not scared of anyone coming after me, it is the ones I care for the most. They could use those I love against me. My

They fled, living humbly in a quiet village where kindness meant more than crowns. For years, they were happy. Until fate caught up. His betrothed found them, and in her vengeance, she set their new family ablaze. His wife. His child. The parents and siblings who had taken him in. All turned to ash. That was when Aamon gifted the world the Blue Flame—not to destroy, but to free. A fire capable of severing mate bonds, of defying destiny itself. Now, that Flame was Cassandra’s. And her patience was running thin.

I said while squeezing Haileys' hand. "Ah! Finally!" George exclaimed. His eyes glistening mischievously scaring the shit out of me. "Now what's he planning? God! Save me from this devil!" I silently prayed. "Ellie! Ellie! Ellie! The princess of this castle! Go and kiss the one and only handsome male servant of this castle on his lips." George said and winked, making me gasp in shock. My cunning cousins whistled and cheered, making me fume in anger.