Rengoku Flames Novels & Stories

Even wrapped in Alexander’s arms, her mind spun with Celeste’s revelations, the undercurrents of secrets she’d barely begun to comprehend, and the new questions about the fire that had turned her apartment and the remnants of her independence into smoke. By morning, she was already in the study, reviewing the preliminary investigation report Celeste had delivered in a discreet black folder sealed with the Drake crest. Her hands trembled as she flipped through pages filled with grainy surveillance stills, emails between Genevieve’s assistant and a man identified only as “R. Mun.” According to Celeste’s brother’s security team, “T. Cho” was short for Tae-min Cho, a cousin of the assistant and

When I walked out of the doctor's office with my test results, the hospital's advertisement screen played the scene of Brandon proposing to me. Under a dazzling starry sky, deep blue fireworks lit up the night. He wore a white suit and kneeled in a rose garden, opening a box with a diamond ring inside. The scene was so beautiful that it looked like something straight out of a romance drama. I overheard some patients' family members chatting with a nurse. "I'm really so jealous of Ms. Pace. Meeting a man like Mr. Foster is the luck of eight lifetimes."

CHAPTER 45 – Burning Truths The crater pulsed with tension. Flames licked the jagged rocks around them, reflecting off Rowan’s golden-blue fire, her hands trembling slightly as she fought to steady herself. Azeriel’s eyes burned with intensity, his blue flames snapping erratically, mirroring his rising fury.

The once-beautiful engravings had been scrapped and distorted, and now, the rings lay abandoned in the trash, treated like worthless junk. Anwen, who was cursing under her breath, reached out to retrieve them. I stopped her. "Leave them. They're ruined." There was no turning back spilled water, and a broken mirror can never be made whole again. Even if we cleaned them up, those rings would never be the same. Benedict and I had met through a blind date. Maybe it was his striking looks, or maybe it was the romanticized allure of his firefighter career, but I fell for him at first sight.

Her bodyguards swarmed me, a flurry of fists and boots coming at me from all sides. I fought back with all my might, but against those muscular men, I was overwhelmed and forced to the ground. I curled up, doing my best to shield myself. Nicole let out a piercing scream and threw herself over me, her small body trying to fend off the blows meant for me. I called out to her weakly, unable to push her away. Desperate, I managed to roll over, pulling Nicole underneath me to protect her. I barely cracked my eyes open, squinting at Simon a short distance away.

*********************************** In the bustling kitchen, Davina focused on preparing a delicious batch of spaghetti when Xavier strolled in, his curiosity piqued. "What are you cooking?" he asked. Rather than offering a verbal response, Davina opted to showcase her culinary creation by lifting the pot's lid. Xavier raised an eyebrow. "Why didn't you just answer me? It looks like you're cooking nonsense," he remarked, provoking her annoyance. "I'm a skilled cook, and this is going to be delicious. If I were cooking nonsense, it's none of your concern," Davina retorted, her patience wearing thin. Xavier's response was a dismissive grumble. With a chuckle, Davina assured him that she will b

he growls down at me. I don't see it coming, but a burning pain shoots through my body as he kicks me on my left side. The other man—Jonny—is still holding my hands, so even though I see the next kick coming, I’m unable to protect myself. The heels of his boots bite into my skin as he stomps on my stomach. My hands are released as the other man joins in, kicking me relentlessly. I scream for them to stop and try as much as possible to shield my belly. My ribs crack, the pain unbearable. I try to turn over and lie on my stomach to protect the baby, but one kick has me on my back again.

Its huge mouth opens wide about to swallow her whole! " Fu** You! Flungoues!" Kaen comes out of nowhere 10 feet off the ground in his human form, the light reflects off his golden shoulder guards. Making it looks like he had wings made out of sunlight. Kaen kicks it right in the face, the Flungoues was sent flying towards Stoic, Stoic immediately stops and runs away. I then noticed that Kaen had a red-tinted glass rose that was glowing purple in the middle of his chest under his collar bone. The middle part of the rose was spinning like crazy, spreading a golden light around the rose.

He took another slow drag from his cigarette before exhaling, the smoke curling lazily in the dimly lit gym. “Not all flames die out quickly, son,” he mused, tapping the ash off his cigarette. “Some need a slow, controlled burn before they truly turn to ash.” I clenched my jaw. “I don’t have the patience for slow.” He hummed in amusement, his sharp eyes watching me like he already knew how this would end. “Then make her burn the way you want. But be careful not to get burned yourself.” I let out a dry chuckle, rolling my shoulders to shake off the irritation settling in my bones.

Regina must bring the heat…the flame. Clint pulled back. “If you don't want to, it is fine.” I bite my lip. “I want to, but it feels different.” He smiles as he rests his forehead on mine, “Oh that. It will slightly because our dragons amplify our emotions as well as project theirs through us.”