Spitfire Sapphire Novels & Stories

Flavius wades through the crowd of dragons until he comes upon a SpitFire much smaller than the rest. Her scales are a brilliant lilac compared to the deep violet of the other SpitFires. She slowly approaches Flavius sniffing his outstretched hand. Flavius uncurls his fingers, reaching for her head. In one swift movement, her jaws snap down on Flavius's hand. He lets out a yelp of surprise but does not try to pull his hand away. Blood drips from the mouth of the small SpitFire. She makes no move to rip Flavius's arm off, which is a good sign.

The plan came together in pieces, each one precise and deliberate. Noah worked in the secured analytics suite, three floors below the main Drake offices, where even the walls seemed to hum with secrecy. On his screen, a spreadsheet bloomed into existence, filled with numbers that looked authentic to the untrained eye. “This,” he said to Evelyn and Hana, “is the bait. It looks like a concealed transfer approval from the Legacy Trust to an offshore holding. The kind of thing that would violate the injunction if it were real.”

“Since the men are already set, it’s safe to assume that the handoff will happen in the next five minutes. Put on your bullet proof vests and get your firearms.” Bryan instructed his colleagues who quickly did as he said. By the time they got out of the van, the swat team were just arriving. “Let’s divide ourselves into two groups of six. My group will move closer to the boat under the cover of the huge metal cuboid structures, while the others will wait here.” Bryan announced. Bryan’s group was silently moving behind the containers to the boat in a crouched stance, when he heard the sound of an engine which got louder. They got to their position to see that another boat had arrived.

You have no idea! Nathan staggered to his feet as he sent a fleet of ground spears flying at me. I snapped my fingers and my jewel vanished. With just a thought, I set it in sword form right behind Nathan and attacked him with the simple swipe of my finger. Just to add to his misery, “Starfire Blitz!” I hissed as hundreds of drops surrounded him. I snapped my fingers and they exploded in a magnificent display.

lips twisted in a mocking smile, eyes gleaming with malice. Sapphire.

"We have the regular plan, the advanced plan, the luxury plan, and the rocket plan. I do need to let you know that the regular plan uses traditional methods and equipment, meaning that our staff would have to flip the corpse with a hook throughout the entire process, so it might not be the best for the body." That was honestly the one I wanted to pick. Nothing would suit him more than being burned alive while being rotated by a hook! On the off chance that he woke up immediately because of the pain, however, the consequences would be annoying to handle, to say the least, so I gave up. In the end, I tapped at the pamphlet. "Let's go with the rocket plan." I didn't really care about the newes

On the other hand, he is so pampered, feared and loved in this town that if he accidentally bumped into someone, they would probably be the ones apologizing to him and not the other way around. Okay, yes, the spoiled thing I got from all the internet research I've been doing this weekend on the guy. I was bored, okay? He keeps staring at me and I stare back at the jerk, straight into his electric blue eyes filled with anger, hatred and what looks like a hint of pain. He also has freckles on his nose that I hadn't seen at the funeral because I was so far away. But up close, wow, they suit him and somehow make him look more attractive. He has full pink lips that I wouldn't mind tasting sometim

After I made sure that she couldn't see me, I got into the passenger side of his blue sports car. I love blue, but I feel so out of place in his car. I felt out of place in Conner’s dark red BMW, too, but not as much as I do in Clint’s Ferrari. When dragons venture into the human world, they only return with the best things, and cars are no exception. Every year, they buy the newest models, too. Royal dragons control gem and precious metal mines, so they either cash out their stock dividends to buy things, or sell off some gems or metals. They also use their wealth to pay their servants, like me.

Eventually, we agreed that the secret would remain between us and Brie because she's not stupid. Sapphire, a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. Just staring at her eyes alone was enough to guess her name. It baffled me how her pack couldn't figure it out. According to the information gathered, they couldn't remember her name but knew it had something to do with ‘sa’. How stupid are they to not guess that it is Sapphire? Her fucking irises were like a pair of carved star sapphire gemstones. What idiots. And to think they pushed her so far to the point of losing her voice. Not only will I have to stay away from my miracle, but I would also have to never hear her voice. How beautiful.