Sunfire Elves Novels & Stories

I stood on the highest branch of the Sun-Spire—now inextricably woven into the limbs of the Heart-Tree—and watched as the golden figures began to materialize. They were the Aethel-Guard, the elite soldiers of the Fifth Brother, Solis. They weren't shifters, but beings of pure, solidified solar energy, encased in armor made of white-dwarven steel. They didn't walk; they hovered, their blades hummed with a thermal frequency that threatened to ignite the very air. "They're burning through the canopy, Emma!" Félix shouted.

Astrid marvels at the intricate web of their creation, attributed to the Sun god Helios. The Weredragons, too, drew him into their fiery domain. Born of the same sun deity, their essence was forged in the crucible of intense ether, granting them the awe-inspiring ability to spew forth torrents of fire. Leading this formidable clan is the figure known as the Dragon king who presides over their fiery realm.

Susie said as she turned my hand this way and that. She picked up the pieces of glasses and went, leaving Eva and me alone. I kissed Eva’s forehead and started my monologue, “The History of Golden Shifters is so interesting. I found a chapter that tells how to kill Golden Shifters too. There are only two creatures that can stand up to the Golden shifters viz the Dark Shifters and Vampires. But, vampires can’t do anything on their own, we need to find three Alexarts. Then, you can destroy anyone anything. You will become invincible…” I had to stop after that. a lump formed in my throat and I sat there quietly gazing at her.

"Frederico, the kingdom has fallen. We haven't much time!" Lady Lisbeth Delgaard rushed to where the babies lay, sleeping in their crib. Knowing she wasted precious moments-nevertheless, the Dragonlady gazed upon her children. The twins looked so different, yet she loved them equally as fierce. Ragnar took after her with his fiery temper and the telltale bulk that spoke of his dragon heritage. Whereas Gio was smaller, with dark eyes that changed color according to his mood, and there was no doubt that he held his father's wolf genes. Mixed species couples were killed on sight in Desdayos, and as the war reached the inner sanctum, a difficult decision needed to be made.

"Elara. The bastions use Sun-Shields—concentrated solar magic fed by localized crystals. It is the exact same energy signature as the Sun-Cannons you took directly to the chest." I closed my eyes for a fraction of a second, tuning out the noise of the army to focus on the ambient magic bleeding across the border. Even from miles away, I could feel it—a faint, sickeningly sweet warmth radiating from the southern horizon. It felt bright, sterile, and entirely artificial compared to the raw, wild magic of the North. It was the magic of a civilization that hid its rot behind blinding light. When I opened my eyes, I could feel the violet hum beneath my skin waking up, answering the call of its na

At the epicenter of the courtyard, a massive iron brazier burned with a low, intense violet flame, fed by rare roots harvested from the deepest valleys of the Night Spires. The air was dense, thick with the scent of burning cedar, copper, and the ozone tang of raw, building magic. Hundreds of warriors stood in silent, uniform ranks, completely filling the courtyard and stretching back into the arched stone corridors. Wolves in their massive human forms, armored vampires with silver-hilted blades, and the liberated forest elves stood shoulder-to-shoulder, their breathing synchronized in the freezing air. For the first time in many centuries, the lines between species had completely dissolved.

Sol didn't waste another breath on a ghost. With a flick of his massive, clawed hand, he didn't unleash a wall of fire. Instead, he released thousands of tiny, dancing Solar Sparks. They moved with a terrifying intelligence, zipping through the air like heat-seeking hornets. They ignored my pack entirely, seeking out every single Eclipse agent—the wolves, the rogue dragons, the tigers, even the scouts hiding in the brush. One by one, the sparks hit their marks, and the Eclipse soldiers fell, paralyzed by the sheer intensity of the First Flame.

“Just more of the same so far, but it’s early. There was a Goblin in here earlier; they smell like an engine, by the way. It’s their diet; they consume fossil fuels most of the time.” A broad smile spread over my face. “All I can picture is a green hunched-over house elf licking an engine block.” Jade let out a short laugh. “They don’t look like house elves, but I’ll be sure to tell that to Steve when he comes back later with his date.” “Are you trying to get my mate killed?” Zander snapped.

At the center of each light is an all too familiar blue crystal, like the ones used to shadow walk by the moon drakes. Since soulfire is no longer an option for our cities to light and warm their houses, “crystalic flame” has replaced it. With Eleanora pushing this tech on the humans with so much enthusiasm, I watched the warm glow of the gaslight replaced with the eerie blue glow that reminded me of my time underground in the Moon Kingdom. I don’t trust it. No matter how much Eleanora calls this new energy “a gift of friendship between our two kingdoms,” I know that the Elf King never does anything without a purpose that benefits him in the long run.

she spoke unapologetically, this made me smirk a little, proud of my puppy. "Sun wolves are a special breed," she explained. "Normal wolves are stronger at night. Our blood mixed with theirs could create a wolf that is eternally strong and immortal." My quizzical grandfather pushed himself to the edge of his seat. "What makes Sun wolves special?" The interrogation would never end and I knew it. "Sun wolves were created by the Sun goddess Yaga. We are her children our blood is divine and pure." "So how do you plan on protecting us from the Azraels? Because they will surely come."