Robin Love Starfire Novels & Stories

Roger said, smiling at the memory. I smiled, remembering how persistent he had been. "Then after we studied together a few times, he asked me out again and I said yes." "Our first date was over a milkshake at Carl's." Roger said. "The next night we went to see a movie in Grayson. We talked the whole drive there and back. I asked Starfire if she was my mate that night. I knew I loved her, but I needed to know if she was my mate."

She loves me the same way as I do. I am always connected with her with my heart and I love her so much and I will love her so much till my last breath and even after my death. I want to see her face even when i get old I want to be with her all time.. I will be her guardian, her lover, her husband, her best friend her shadow in my whole life. I won't leave her.

I could feel her inner muscles tightening around me and I knew it wouldn’t be long. As the sun rose over the trees the love of my life burst into pale blue flames. Magical power surged around the kingdom. I heard an explosion but wasn’t about to take my eyes off my mate. I held onto her hips as my own climax poured inside of her coating her quivering walls. As the flames receded back into her body Rain stood shifting back to normal and turned around in my arms. I almost expected her anger. I was pleasantly surprised by the huge smile on her face. Her eyes were glowing as I wrapped my arms around my woman and picked her up.

The sentinels, Zing, Hillard, and Reuben all walked away to give them privacy for their argument. "Your soft heart is getting us in trouble," he replied. "It's not my fault that I am this way and see a lot of chances in people, Grey. I'm not has strong hearted as you," she said, staring at him. "I fell in love with your kindness, I fell in love with the whole of you Maya. Your kindness and soft heartedness melts my stone cold heart. I do not regret it, but that was what got us in trouble in our past lives and I will not let history repeat itself again," he replied and she could see the determination in his eyes.

Liora didn’t sleep. She lay stretched across the flat roof of the watchtower, arms folded beneath her head, staring up at the stars until they blurred into one long smear of light. A chill had crept into the spring air, but she didn’t feel it. Her skin was too hot. Her pulse too fast. She could still taste his scent in the back of her throat—pine smoke, iron, rain. The mating bond curled inside her like a thread set ablaze, burning silently in her chest.

"There's no reason for us to see each other anymore. I'll find Oliver and bring him home!" And with those words, she strode out of the banquet hall, leaving Stan standing there, sobbing and laughing at the same time, "Did you think I wouldn't know Oliver? "We're both men—and he's obviously taking revenge on you after falling out of love. Why would you think you can bring him back?"

He circled her, once, twice before settling beside her. His paw tried to hold her, to keep her warm. For the first time, tears stung the eyes of Varn. He stayed with her for what felt like forever. From time to time, he would nudge at her, hoping she would wake up. His heart aches more when she doesn’t. After what felt like forever, Varn rose to his feet. Eyes dark, nose cold, and paws steady, with a slow and reverent motion, he summoned fire from the tips of his paw and set her body alight. Head raised high, he howled in pain, loudly.

This woman is really testing the limits of my patience. "You want an explanation?" "Yes!" "Well listen carefully. Whatever relationship we had before, it was purely friendship, Meldrid. There were no romantic feelings attached whatsoever. Now if you think I fooled you and turned my back on you, then all I can say is I am not to blame because you were the only one deluding yourself that there was something between us. I changed? Damn! I didn't change, Meldrid. The only difference is that I am truly in love now, and that is who I am right now," I said firmly.

She stumbled a little as I pushed her through the door, and a photograph slipped out of her pocket and fell to the floor. I picked it up. It was a signed photo, and something about the face tugged at my memory. Before the apocalypse, Anna had been a singer. She brightened immediately. "Do you want me to sign one for you too? Rhett used to come to all my shows back then." I frowned and turned the photo over. On the back was a picture of Anna and Rhett together. A date was printed in the corner. March 21, 2060. The world tilted. That was the day the apocalypse hit, the day we fled, and the day Ophelia fell into the fissure and never came back up.

Even after death, they won't be able to love another dragon. That's what happened to Boris. His fated fireheart departed for the stars, shining above him, in the sky, leaving him alone and with Hanna, when she was still a child. Never again did his heart love another dragon, and in it, there was only room for the love he had for his daughter. In her, he saw his mother's fire glow. But this is not the story of King Boris or Princess Hanna. This is the story of one of her friends, Lucifron, and his dragon Zog, the red fire dragon, and his fated and unexpected fireheart.