Lords Of Flame Novels & Stories

At any cost. Rose swallowed hard, seeing the unshed tears in his eyes. A madness in that gaze, fear of losing her. She cupped his face and held her gaze. “You are a flame of sin, Vladimir, Who burns everything around him. And I decided to stay away from you the moment I opened my eyes.” She inhaled sharply seeing his eyes, “But it didn’t let me in peace. I felt like a moth, pulling into your flames. Again and again. That’s what I have become. That’s what you made out of me. It’s better to burn in your flames with you than live without you.”

Her aura became uncontainable pure lunar power. The battlefield fell silent. Elandra paled. “No…” Aria’s voice thundered. “I am the Flameborn. Luna of the Moon. Blood of the Sealed Alpha. This is my throne!” She flung her arms wide. A wave of Moonfire engulfed Elandra. The witch screamed shrill, inhuman until the light consumed her entirely. When the fire faded… there was nothing left but smoke. Rogues fled. The Alpha King’s remaining soldiers fell to their knees. Even the fiercest warriors couldn’t look directly at Aria without trembling.

Around him stood hundreds—perhaps thousands—of wolves, cloaked in ash-grey and crimson, fists raised in silence. “I speak not as prince,” Arion began, his voice low and cold, “nor as exile. But as the truth, your ancestors feared.” He opened his arms, flame flickering at his fingertips, and the crowd behind him did not cheer. They stood like statues, as if their silence was its war cry. “I am the Flame Unbound. The Fire That Chose Itself. I am no longer shackled by the rusted bloodlines of hollow thrones. I am Sovereign—High Sovereign of the New Fire Order.”

The red flame was amazingly powerful and everywhere it passed, the air burned. The red flame was the Dragon Flame and was exclusive to the Green Dragon clan. Sheryl, Loki and the others were thrilled to see Shandy displaying the Dragon Flame. "The Empress has displayed the Dragon Flame!" "Yes, burn that shameless guy to death." "This is what happens if you provoke the dragon clan!" Many dragon elites were cheering. They were confident that Rogart would be defeated once Shandy displayed the Dragon Flame because it was the essence of the Green Dragon clan.

She glanced at the fountain first before she looked at Theo. "I wanted to show you this special and sacred place in hopes that you will understand me and the way we live, even just for a little." Theo said with all seriousness. Maddie just nodded to urge him to continue. "This flame was revived when the war from a long time ago was put to an end. Since then, this flame was not on the verge of dying out." "Wait." Maddie even put her hand up to stop Theo from speaking. "What does the war have to do with the flame? Is the war about putting water in it?" Maddie was serious but Theo chuckled on her question which made her brows knot.

“The dragon flame cannot be moved again. It must stay hidden. If the Academy falls, it stays protected. I will not fail this time.” I leaned forward, reading the sentence again. Dragon flame. He actually wrote it down. The thing everyone whispered about but nobody admitted existed. The power that belonged to the Riders long before the factions formed. The power that could burn down kingdoms if put in the wrong hands. And Ramsey knew where it was. My pulse kicked up. I turned the page quickly. “I fear someone has noticed the changes in Derek’s behavior. If anything happens, the flame must…” “Soren!” her voice echoed down the hall, sharp and shaken.

Rory, the trusted adviser, said. “Oh? What’s so different?” “Red Flame Mercenaries are on their way to Dark Cape and they’ve joined forces with three large mercenary groups in the Chaos Land. The captains are masters in the late stage of the Dragon Rank. The combined number of people from these three groups comes up to more than 10 thousand. In addition to Red Flame and those scattered small and medium-sized mercenary groups, there are more than 20 thousand people on their way to attack Dark Cape. Plus, Red Flame Mercenaries even spent a lot of money purchasing a lot of the most advanced weapons to prepare for this,” Rory said with a serious look on his face.

The Flame roared, and in a flash of white heat, it locked them. Every shifter across the three kingdoms was frozen in the form they held at that exact moment. Those who were wolves would never be anything else. Those who were dragons were trapped in scales. The fluid grace of the ancient world was snuffed out, leaving behind the fractured, rigid packs we knew today. "The Flame didn't just leave," Sol realized, his hand trembling against the stone. "It withdrew into the earth, waiting for a generation that could prove the brothers' war was finally over. Waiting for a Dragon and a Wolf who would choose each other over the throne."

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.

“I forbade this country! I don't even step foot in the royal capital myself unless ordered, and yet you brought a fragile human straight into the middle of a Lycan outbreak.” His voice broke. “If she dies because of this… I’ll never forgive you.” Talia’s face crumpled. Inside her mind, Lyra let out a low, grief-stricken whine. “Enough.” Bellamy stepped forward. The air itself seemed to grow heavier. His eyes burned gold. “Submission, Beta.” His voice dropped into something ancient. “By the blood of the Alpha line… I command you. Kneel.” Devon gasped. Fenrir whimpered helplessly inside him as the royal command crushed every instinct to resist. His knees slammed against the marble floor.