Monarch Of The White Flames Novels & Stories

She hissed at me as she went to open the door for our first pack Alpha. “Alpha Theodore Bronx, Alpha of the green woods pack, I brought my sons, Thomas and Timothy as one of my boys will be the next Alpha I hope you don’t mind Luna Riverwood.” A man’s voice said. I couldn’t see him from my seat but looking to Charlotte this was the reason she was here tonight. “Welcome Alpha, come on in. We are having everyone come to the sitting room to meet her so please follow me.” I heard the Luna’s voice come down the short hallway. I stood not wanting to but trying to make this go as well as it could. A tall man with black hair followed the Luna into the sitting room, I of course recognized the boys

Anya whispered, eyes glittering as she adjusted her revealing dress, barely able to contain her excitement. Malina, meanwhile, hid her disgust behind a painted smile. Sergei strode in, his scarred face and blank eye cold as death itself. Blood still stained his suit, yet he walked with the power of a king who feared nothing. Paine and Irina followed, heads high, pride radiating from their bruised bodies. The hall fell silent as if the walls themselves bowed. The Mafia Lord had returned. * Far away, a man shut off surveillance screens as his phone buzzed. One message lit the screen:

I leaned against Ghost, ready to remove myself from the equation. My father finally settled his emotions. “Esmeralda?” “Yes, Daddy.” I yawned, watching the grin form on his face. He loved it when I called him that. “Do you have anything to report?’ He asked softly. Always a Colonel. “That camp is the command center. There are about a hundred men, no women. They believe God chooses them to rid the world of abominations.” “Good, girl.” “Daddy?” “Yes.” “They thought God sent powers through the white wolf. An abomination.”

The fire did not ask her to kneel. It bowed. She stepped onto the pedestal. The twin flames rose higher. Wrapped around her in spirals. The wind roared through the open walls. And every wolf in the valley howled. Not in fear. Not in loyalty. In recognition. The land remembered. The gods stirred. And the sky, The sky bled red. Mourne stood at the entrance, eyes wide. “She’s not taking the throne,” he whispered. “She’s changing it.” The fire split one last time.

It’s not like he’s taking you to a candlelit dinner or something. Still, the idea of spending hours alone with Mr. Wright made my skin buzz in ways I didn’t fully understand. Getting dressed was an ordeal. I wanted to look good—obviously—but I couldn’t make it look like I was trying. What a situation!? After demolishing my closet and briefly considering setting it on fire, I finally settled on a white dress with tiny floral prints. Cute but casual. Nothing that screamed “please notice me” or “I spent two hours planning this.”

"However... I can leave, but are you sure you’ll get him after I leave? He's not just mine, you know." Liana’s face turned livid at this provocation. "That's none of your concern! I have my ways of dealing with other women! Only I am worthy of him! You commoner women understand nothing about him! You know nothing about who he truly is, so how dare you monopolize him?!" Frederick was the formidable Dark Monarch—the tyrant of the Northern Frontier! He was once a figure who made the entire Imperial Capital's senate and royal officials tremble with fear!

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

“Bai Hu. The Lord of Fuxi, protector of the West.” “The white tiger.” Jin nodded. “If we are to summon one of the holy beasts, Bai Hu is our best bet. Have you made up your mind?” Jade had almost forgotten about the decision she had to make. Now that she has seen Bai Hu, the legend didn’t sound as far-fetched as she thought. Besides, she needed to get home. No matter what it takes. With her jaws set and eyes fiery with determination, she nodded. “Yes. Let’s go find Bai Hu’s stars.”

Main Characters: Alexander - The 25-year-old handsome and independent guy who's a workaholic. He likes working and earning money. He had a past that turned him into a narcissist. He doesn't believe in love and has commitment issues. Ellie - The Novels narrator and 23-year-old protagonist who's studying and still dependent on her family. She has been brought up in a strict family with morals and ethics. She's a day-dreamer who keeps dreaming about her prince charming and finding her true love.

Rico and Niffa saw Maru running as his body was flamed up in white. “Oh no this is not part of the plan,” Rico said as they run into the corner near the wall. Evil sorcerers suddenly block their way, they don’t have a choice but to fight them with their flames. Everyone was shocked to see the door burn down as they saw Maru enter the castle with his white flame. “The white flame,” King Devion gasped in surprise. Maru saw Merfoy bleeding as he sword-fought with Seres. “The white flame is awakened,” Seres said as he gave Maru a creepy smirk.