Stars Flame Novels & Stories

I am stronger than I think. I pull the flames from the crust of the earth, the ground starts to rumble and crack, magma shooting out in a stream, the lava is beginning to pool around us. “Clara, what is happening” Tyler cried, “you’re going to kill us.” I knew what he was thinking; that I’ve lost control. But I’d never been in more control than I was in this moment. I push the magma towards the dragon, it hits him in the leg melting it on contact.

He raised his arms to shield himself, dragonfire boiling in his veins, answering the unnatural blaze before him. The shadows didn’t retreat. They bared their teeth at him, hungry, furious. But he pushed harder. Step after step. Because she was there. Somewhere inside that vortex of ruin. Small. Fragile. Drowning. He reached his hand through the fire, through the storm. “Come back to me—” And then his mouth betrayed him. The name tore from his chest before he could stop it, instinct stronger than sense: “Vaelira!” Her head snapped up.

There were no ranks that day. Only unity. Aria stepped forward, clothed in a simple white robe, her hair unbound and kissed by the wind. The Flame shimmered around her like a second skin. "We came from ashes," she said, her voice carrying. "But we are not what burned. We are what blooms." She raised her hands. The Flame unfurled like wings, spiraling into the air, golden and warm. It danced above the silver tree, then divided into hundreds of flickering sparks, drifting gently down to each wolf.

*Starblood Pack — Council Hall, Evening* The storm broke at dusk, rain slicked Starblood’s courtyards and turned the training fields to mud. Crystal stared outside as warriors trudged past in grim silence. Behind her, the council hall buzzed with low voices carrying too many questions. Ryder’s golden eyes stared brightly as he listened with clenched jaw, shoulders set in the way that meant he was two breaths from letting Aiden speak for him. “…she is the Flame,” Elder Caleb was saying, his voice calm on the surface. “That much is undeniable. But is a flame not as likely to burn its bearer as it is to light his way?”

Saavi smiled as a happy tear when left her eye she confessed, "I love you, Dhruv. You are The Ember To My Flame." "I love you too, muffin, The Ember To My Flame." With the kiss that followed the confession, they concealed their love with a promise that nothing will ever tear them apart. No matter what, they will stay together till they are alive. Even if one day their souls will leave their bodies and will step into the afterlife they will go together holding hands after all Flame can't survive for long without The Ember.

This flame ranked seventh on the list, and everyone yearned for it. The Smith Guild was very proud of this flame, and any weapons forged by this flame were even more powerful than usual. This made the flame more famous. Delia recognized Philip’s flame as the number one divine fire, Frosty Flame! What kind of person could possess that terrifying flame? As far as Delia knew, only three people in the world had obtained the flames on the ranking list. The other two were ranked below her. She found it unbelievable to see the number one divine fire today.

It was one of Primus’ favorites, a wedding gift from the Celestials to the Imperial City upon the marriage of their monarchs. Rather than growing in contained places, the Starfire jasmine is blooming everywhere, almost like a weed rather than an intentional plant. They are even more beautiful for their wildness, climbing the surfaces of buildings and covering the ground like clover. Some flowers are so fine that they seem to glow bright blue in the sunlight as if illuminated from within. This is Primus’ work. He’s the only earth dragon powerful enough to bring this much life to so much devastation in so little time. Maybe the blooming flowers are a sign that he is still in there, trapped wit

👀 🔥 Court of Fire - Passion, rage, destruction, rebirth Lady Maelira Volarix - wild red hair, temper hotter than dragon breath, rumored pyromancer Lord Cassian Volarix - sharp jaw, sharper wit, plays politics like chess, fire dances in his palms 🌊 Court of Water - Emotion, healing, secrets, drowning beauty Lady Nymira Crestvale - stunning and silent, her tears are said to hold memories Lord Sylien Crestvale - high-born snob with ocean eyes, calm exterior, hides many betrayals

Melvin pointed to a group of buildings not far away. "Galecrest looks quite impressive!" Caspian nodded in acknowledgment. As expected of a top-tier faction, even their buildings were more luxurious than others! "The master of Azure Flames has arrived!" someone suddenly shouted. A group of men wearing fiery red robes with large hammers entered. The leader was a man who was bare-chested and looked fierce. He was the master of Azure Flames. "Mr. Lynch, this is Aster Stevens, the master of Azure Flames. He has already reached eternal grandmaster, and every member of Azure Flames possesses immense strength. Their hammers can crush people directly flat."

The Fiercely fire fox emerged from Mysterious body in Full force, Flames charged at the first Alamala slamming the Alamala hard on the ground. Flames used his long tail to hit the fast approaching Alamala backwards sending it crashing hard on the ground, Evading the black plasma beams from the eyes of the Alamalas, Flames Slashed the two Alamalas down with his flaming claws which caused the Alamalas to scream in pains. " Remaining two to go and it is over " Flames whispered.. He Teleported himself to the back of the already charged Alamala slamming the Alamala hard on the ground, Flames trampled on the skull crushing the Alamala's skull ruthlessly.