The Crown And The Flame Novels & Stories

He said. “Hmm…” I hummed as I blushed listening to him. “At that moment I was hit with inspiration and wrote a song about you. It needs more work to reach perfection but do you wanna hear it?” he asked me. “Okay,” I said excitedly. “What’s the title?” I asked him. “It’s called, ‘You are my FLAME’.” He answered with a smile watching me getting all excited. “What does that mean?” “Well, FLAME is an acronym. Each word denotes something.” Grabbing my hand and spreading my fingers with his.

Maya’s chest tightened, her wolf stirring restlessly beneath her skin. "Her song shall call, her fangs shall bite, Her claws shall rule both day and night.One mate of shadow, one mate of flame, Both will battle, both will claim." Her eyes darted to Damien, then to Felix. Both men stiffened, their jaws clenched as if the words were shackles binding them to a fate neither had chosen. "The world shall fracture, kin turn foe, Through salt and blood the rivers flow. The storm will break, the earth will shake,

"Why?" He tilted his head, a motion smooth and wolfish, as though the beast within him had never truly left. His damp hair fell across his brow, shadowing one crimson eye, but even concealed, his beauty was a thing to unmake the world. "Because I am a curse," he said softly through lips that looked carved for both cruelty and tenderness. He seemed too much: too regal, too dangerous, too unearthly for this small, lamplit room. "And those who hunt curses care little for what else burns in their wake."

And where it landed, fire ignited. Not red fire, not orange. White, pure, burning so hot it was almost cold. The flames spread. Following the carved runes. Creating patterns and shapes. Everyone backed away. Even Seraphine's expression showed shock. "It's working," she breathed. "The Crownfire is manifesting." The white flames rose higher. Circling Lyra. Not burning her. Just surrounding her in a pillar of light. And slowly, the flames began to change shape. They wove together. Twisted, Formed something solid.

It started in the oil stores at least, that’s what everyone assumed, because the oil stores were in the back corner where no one supervised properly, and Elise had been working back there alone. The flames came fast. Consuming. By the time anyone smelled the smoke, it was too late to get her out. The servants found her body in the morning, when they came to clean up the wreckage. Burned beyond recognition, they said. A tragedy. The kind of accident that happened in kitchens all the time, when young people got careless with fire. No one connected it to the king’s late-night rendezvous with Lord Vale. No one had any reason to. By the time they found her, Daemon had already received the letter.

Damon drifts toward center ice and stops at the logo. I follow. For a moment, we stand where the game began. Where so much between us almost ended. “Funny,” he says. “All that fighting over who gets the crown.” “And?” He looks at me fully. “There was only ever one.” The words hang there. Not competitive. Not sharp. Certain. Only one crown. And it doesn’t belong to one king. The arena lights dim slightly as the crew prepares to clean up. I feel his hand brush mine. Not by accident.

“Princess Deloris, will you uphold the customs and duties of the crown?” I nod my head. “I will.” The same voice booms again and snaps me yet again to attention. “Princess Deloris, do you accept the crown?” Again, I nod. “I do.” A couple of clergy step forward. One puts the crown on my head, while the other places the royal golden egg with my family’s crest in my hand. My eyelids again dip, but a slight pain in my shoulder has me whipping my eyelids wide open again.

the Alpha stammered as Ash raised an eyebrow. "My brother, the Crowned Prince Eoin, is currently in transition to the King title, and Gamma Chance here will be his Royal Gamma moving forward. Also, as I am sure you are aware, Gamma Danny's daughter was kidnapped by someone you associated with, so who I introduce as the royal Gamma should be the least of your worries. " Ash responded, allowing his aura to seep out. "We are here as advised to gather information and pass possible judgement on any dealings." he said so matter of factly. The Alpha and Beta stood firm, but I could see the Luna sway under the fear she felt.

“Hurry up to the Rose Boulevard mansion to clean up and get ready! Let's leave it to Hans' people here, and you - Sylvia, stay in your room obediently, do you remember how dangerous it was to run out?" Sylvia didn't say anything, she just nodded slightly. The wedding took place at the most luxurious five-star seaside restaurant in Drake City, full of powerful business figures in attendance. Who doesn't know the fame of the Zimmers and the Vineyards, this time it's the most luxurious marriage between two wealthy families. The aisles leading to the altar were filled with white roses and May orchids, some of Sharon's favorite flowers. Although May lily flowers are very rare and expensive, but b

She glanced at the fountain first before she looked at Theo. "I wanted to show you this special and sacred place in hopes that you will understand me and the way we live, even just for a little." Theo said with all seriousness. Maddie just nodded to urge him to continue. "This flame was revived when the war from a long time ago was put to an end. Since then, this flame was not on the verge of dying out." "Wait." Maddie even put her hand up to stop Theo from speaking. "What does the war have to do with the flame? Is the war about putting water in it?" Maddie was serious but Theo chuckled on her question which made her brows knot.