Iron Flame Booktok Novels & Stories

I’m combining all the books of this series in one. So going to change the tittle from ‘Forbidden Flames: My Best Friend’ to ‘Forbidden Flames: Steamy Series’ of this book. Forbidden Flames: My Stepbrother Stella I was a broken soul, and I never thought that I would be healed by my stepbrother. Alex My stepsister, whom I thought would hate her, but she became the one and only person whom I desire deeply. *** "No. Flower, you're not ugly. If you could see yourself through my eyes, you'd understand how beautiful and desirable you are." I hold her face in my hands again, pulling her closer.

“You’re…you’re her.” “I am The Mother!” As I exclaimed my title, I used my human hand to yank his head back by pulling on his hair. My mouth opened, expelling a purplish-blue flame into Draven’s now gaping mouth. The dragon that was inside him emerged. It looked at me before he bowed. When that dragon looked into my eyes, I felt a connection. I had met it before, but where? When?

The earth shook beneath us, dust spilling from the broken walls as fire rose higher, brighter, until it felt like the sky itself was burning. I clutched Kieran to my chest, his body arching in my arms, every breath a blaze. Heat burst from him in waves, searing my skin raw. My burns screamed, begging me to let go. But I held tighter. The girl cried out and stumbled back, her small hands thrown over her face. The flames lit her hair and cloak in red. She shielded her eyes, but I could still see the creatures through the fire.

Taking a sip of water from the cup on the table and sitting it back down after swallowing I continued “I also find it hurtful to know that my best friends the ones that’s closest to me not only didn’t believe that I couldn’t handle to job and all it comes with especially since this isn’t my first time working in a damn firehouse but also thought that I couldn’t protect myself like I was a damsel in distress or something. I want you both to get this through your heads when I tell you this. You can’t keep me from danger, danger is everywhere this isn’t my first day on this damn earth. That is not Danny’s job or anyone else’s job to protect me or keep me from danger or any of the sorts. Danny d

My thumb caressed the silky skin of her cheek. “Let’s get a handle of this, and then we’ll give you what you desire,” I promised her. ***** IMEELA Damn my mates for having the uncanny ability to torment me, turn me on, and make me want to combust without even being touched by those talented hands. Instead of focusing on my throbbing pussy, I turned my attention to using the flames. Thankfully, the key to accessing the flames was my blood. All I had to do was pierce my skin. It was like flipping a switch on. The incredible warmth of utilizing them filled my entire body with an intense heat, but it was comforting instead of panic-inducing.

There was a playful challenge in his voice, as if daring me to contradict him. I rolled my eyes and reached for the book lying on the nightstand. “Basic rights my foot” I murmured , grabbing the book with a huff. I glanced at the title, How to Learn Italian in 30 Days, and flipped it open. The words blurred a little under my gaze, but I was determined to focus on the language and not on Aiden’s incessant teasing.

"H-how? I remember perfectly well when you were swimming in the burning flames of the poisonous fire." Amethyst muttered under her breath, still analysing the black covers of the big, bold book that she knew she burnt a few months ago. Her hands trembled at its heaviness — at how fresh and old it smelled. Old tales and unknown prophecies were still lingering on every page she turned over.

I also appreciate honest critics as well. I promise that when I’m back, you’ll have a far more adventurous writing of Fire on Fire Book 2: ELIJAH. Thank you guys so much. Happy holidays!

Suddenly, he caused a huge fire in his body. “Crap!” I ran towards Pyro and hugged him so tight, “Relax, Dearest. Relax. I’m okay. Look at me.” I cupped his cheek and said everything to make him look at me. “Dearest, it's me Fira. Look. I’m good. No pain. Promise!” I raised my hand and then held his hand, massaged it in a second. I was just curious why I could not feel the burning sensation even though he was flaming in fire at the moment. Maybe because of the symbol in my wrist?

Ember is dressed in fire-forged armor, standing over my chained body. “You were always too soft, Bastion.” She says. “Too foolish and self-centered to see what I really needed.” The same man stands behind her, arms folded, looking like a muscle-bound god. “You want me to kill him, Flame?” She smiles “No. let him rot. He was never worth my time.” The vision faded and I screamed, not out loud, my dry throat couldn’t handle it. But inside, where it counts. Where she wants it to hurt.