The Elementalists Book 1 Novels & Stories

He hurried to it and pulled it open just far enough to see who was on the other side. Lila’s whisper was hard and urgent as she said, “Let us in.” He immediately obeyed by opening the door just far enough to allow her to slip in. Benjamin’s larger frame forced him to pull it just a bit further open before slamming it shut immediately after he’d entered the room. “This is Ben,” she offered as she moved to the center of the room. Jasper and Benjamin greeted each other with stern expressions and a curt nod. Without hesitation, the warlock produced a slender bottle containing white granules that Jasper thought might be salt and created a circle around himself.

Hopefully you'll enjoy the next generation of Guardians as much as you enjoyed the first trilogy. Also, if you haven't tried it, I have a book out called The Arena. It's the first in the Elemental Dragons series. It's very different from this world of the Guardians. That book is filled with shifters and, you guessed it, dragons. That series is intended to have four books, one for each dragon.

They weren’t just gold, they were fucking glowing. I knew my eyes were wide as I looked back at my mate and the elementals who seemed to all know what was going on while I didn’t. Anna and Nel were behind me and just as confused since they couldn’t see my eyes. “I had this theory,” Gust started. He proceeded to tell me that a few weeks ago he had found a book online and ordered it. It was an old history book from an ancient library and he had to use a bit of his powers but he got it delivered to him. It was a book of tales of the history of all magic in the world. It was a rare book that acknowledged the existence of elementals as fact, not fiction. So that had intrigued him. And while he ha

Pissed at myself for pushing away the one thing in my life that I loved more than my need for retribution against Ricci. *************************** AUTHOR NOTE: Sorry for delays with updates! I promise they will be coming in more consistent. phantom is almost over. Book 2 in the Elite series will be shortly following. If you like the story please rate, comment, and review! Thank you !

He looked into her hazel brown eyes and ran his hands over her shoulder softly. "Uhm, no?" Eveth replied, wondering why he appeared so uncoordinated all too suddenly and why whoever had come to deliver a message mattered, "Why -" "It doesn't matter, I'll be back, my love," Myan Warray, the current leader of the Elementalists, the god of Fire and one of the four nobles said sternly, his renowned gaze burrowed into the door as though he could see beyond it's confines with his tightened hands that were turning white from lack of sufficient blood flowing to them.

'Wamlisia,' Kamryn sounded grim and I tensed in my posture. Wamlisia was an elemental witch, one of the two strongest witches to be ever born. She could control almost all known elements and she was also the one who wrote the book of prophecies. The book that now I retained and the world has been looking for it. How my mother came to possess it was something beyond me.

Raff whispers, kissing along my neck. Drelduin purrs and sends a puff of smoke our way. The smoke swirls around us, then over to the Brazier. We watch and I chant the chant found in the family spell book that destroys an enchanted object that was created by anyone in our family. Raff tosses the herbs I asked him to prepare earlier today and, instead of a match, we use the most powerful fire available; Dragon Fire. Drelduin’s body rumbles and he blows a steady and concentrated stream of flames at the object and soon we hear a loud crack followed by what sounds like a scream and a powerful blast of power that knocks Raff and I back. Drelduin’s tail swirls around, stabilizing us, before he shif

The words seemed to leap off the page, filling the room with an eerie sense of foreboding. Everything written in the book didn't make any sense to either Stella or Morgan. They found everything in the book quite absurd. The book spoke of witches, dragons, angels, vampires, and the devil. They didn't believe in such a thing at all, weren't they just fantasy? If they were to interpret it, it only meant that Grandma Elizabeth was a witch while the stranger guy whom Stella had picked from the streets the previous night was the devil.

Kaelen said softly, his voice thick with pride. "And they will have the tools to shape it," Elena replied. She turned from the window to her desk, where a printed copy of the final, expanded edition of *The Momentum Engine* sat waiting. It was more than a book; it was a testament to the journey—from the halls of the Julius School to the corridors of power, from the trauma of the Bloodstone ruins to the creation of the Looms. It was a manual for anyone who dared to turn their ambition into an engine for positive change.

The kind people got from holding tools for decades. Her eyes lifted when we approached. Sharp. Assessing. She looked at my form. Then at me. “Elemental Prime,” she said. Her voice was flat. “All four elements. Uncontrolled. Emotionally triggered.” A few of the other students shifted uncomfortably. She set the clipboard down. “We’re going to start with something simple.” I stepped forward. “What kind of simple?” “Hold one flame in your palm for ten minutes without it changing size.” “Oh,” I said.