Ignited Book Novels & Stories

pointing Akshara and asked the book to be more clear in its words. The book of prophecy again shouted with an echo, “Ignorance Fails Your Quest”. The book then vanished into thin air and its dust went out the pyre. Igikran was in a flight to capture the book from vanishing, he hid against the wall and fall reflexively.

Magic tightening like a net. He began to speak, chanting in an old tongue. But before the incantation could finish, the book burned. Flame shot up from the name — not wild, but deliberate. Purposeful. It didn’t destroy the page. It sealed it. The gold letters glowed red-hot before cooling into black glass. The Archivist stepped back, eyes wide. “The book has accepted her.” The woman Councilor snarled. “Then we’ll erase the page.” I stepped forward.

Literally. The City of Pyrkagia turns into a pool of lava, and only the rocks I'm standing on remains. I turn my gaze upon our mansion, and I feel my soul blazing with fire as I saw how the scalding lava consumes it, together with my people. Together with my family. My tears flow a river as I look around. There's no one aside from me. And the ground trembles, signifying that Mt. Igniteous—the highest volcano in Mageia— will soon erupt.

Igneous immediately swoops me up off the floor. For a split second my beast seems to calm at having him near. Then she goes haywire once more when she inhales the scent of his release that is so potent on his skin. He would take charge when he knows we suffer. How dare he treat us this way. She spits flames in my mind as she sets her enclosure on fire and the pain in my mind ricochets as my back bows in agony. I'm on the floor in front of the fireplace now as Igneous quickly tries to start a fire. Suddenly a dark void fills my vision. Black eyes look into mine and then quickly disappear. I see the void push Igneous away from the mantle as it takes the gasoline fear and throws it on the wood.

“If they wanted us to be that way, it'll be wickedness. Besides, the more angry one can become, the stronger physically they are for the duration the anger lasts. They just don't want us to show signs of weakness.” “I think I understand better now. Lest you are run over by another clan that has an Alpha that looks stronger, yeah?” “That is it exactly.” The both of them walked down the corridor, only coming in contact with two other students. ‘Citadel K’ was imprinted on the door in a bright colour intended to catch the attention of everyone that steps into it before they did. “What's so special about this classroom?” Harold asked. “It should be placed downstairs like the others.”

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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?"

I realised that would be my life henceforth. Ania and Lisa were attending to something, so I had no choice but to attend to the Queen alone. When I got to her room, I found that she was sleeping. She was supposed to be awake. I decided to sit and wait for her, not wanting to trouble her to sleep. That was when I heard the doorknob turn. To my dismay, Gamma Ingham entered, and I stood up immediately and bowed my head. "Good morning, Gamma," I said, and he did not bother to answer.

The goddess must hate me for some reason. Wiping the thought from my mind, my eyes land on the only fictional book in the stack. I am actually a “facts over fiction” kind of girl usually. But, this time, I find myself choosing otherwise. Maybe it’s time for a change. Running my fingers across the cover and staring at the fiery red dragon, I am suddenly reminded of Millie. Goddess, Millie!

The luxurious, pristine white manor was now shrouded in thick smoke as it was engulfed by flames. I threw away the key, tore off the necklace around my neck, and threw it into the fire. Then, listening to the roaring flames behind me, I left the villa where I had grown up. I thought, 'Atlas, let's never meet again.'