Novel & Cerita The First Flame

“Then it has begun.” “What do we do?” She looked upward toward the moonlight struggling to reach this cursed place. We pray the flame does not remember who first lit it. We pray the Alpha heir’s wolf does not try to reclaim what the boy has already shattered. “And if it does?” Her smile deepened. Then the flame will not burn for love. It will burn with vengeance. And the gods will be the first to scream. Her voice lowered to a whisper: Then the packs will bleed. The Moon will weep.

I saw a glint of greed and jealousy in his eyes. Then, I looked around the room and did something that left everyone stunned. I took out a lighter, flicked it on, and held the flame to one corner of the canvas. Ian reacted first and shouted at me, "What are you doing?! Connor!" The fire caught and spread in an instant. In front of everyone, the work I had poured my heart into was reduced to ash. The hall fell into complete silence. Then, applause crashed over me like thunder. "What in the name of all that's holy?! This is a performance!"

James nodded lightly and replied, “Alright, let’s look around.” The two stepped forward and disappeared from the spot. The next moment, they had already entered the Flammae’s territory. They shifted through the area and finally arrived in the Flammae’s core city, Flame City. On the east side of the city was a spiritual mountain. From a distance, it looked like a blazing fire. Even the sky was a fiery red, and the clouds looked like flames. “The Flammae are the last surviving race of the Elemental Primevals.” Qiyana looked at the field ahead of them and sighed.

Because the next moment they announced "Lead girl of team LEO is AMY MIDDLESTONE aaaaand lead boy will be ZAYN REDFIELD " Voice in my head was screaming WHY? WHY ME????? I'm no leader. Why the hell they selected me of all? I hated these situations when all eyes are staring at me. I took a peek at Zayn. But as usual, his face was blank. For a moment I thought the worst is gone. But I was wrong. "Head girl and head boy for 148th batch of camp ATLANTIS will be the team leaders of team............LEO!!!!!!!!"

Ben finally found the sack of seeds stored in the ship’s hold and brought it to the deck, where the dragon stood. They were a fascinating flower seeds and had to make sure that they were kept away from any exposure to rain. Extraordinarily, these plants wouldn’t flower in any season. Water could even damage their seeds. Only one element could make them thrive and bloom - dragon fire. Therefore, they were given the name fire dandelions.

Breathing faster and faster, Sylvia felt her body soften, without any strength left. Liam grabbed his fully erect penis, and read Sylvia's legs wider, suddenly thrusting inside. "No… it hurts! It hurts… it hurts!" The pain of the first time was like tearing flesh, causing tears to flow non-stop on Sylvia's face. Liam gripped Sylvia's hips, relentlessly moving in and out, breathing faster. He bent his head to suck on Sylvia's nipples, licking them like a satisfied puppy craving forecast milk.

With a final flourish, she extinguished the flames, leaving only a faint wisp of smoke in their wake. Elara, the newcomer with the Celestial Flames, stepped forward next. Her presence commanded attention, and her eyes burned with a fierce intensity. "My power is the Celestial Flames," she said, her voice ringing with authority. "These flames are imbued with celestial energy, capable of healing and destruction."

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.

From the shattered mirror, a figure rose. Not the Queen. Not the King. But something older. The First Flame, a being of smoke and starlight horned and burning. Its voice echoed in their bones. “You’ve awoken what was sealed for a reason.” Elara stood up, body bruised and mind burning. “I don’t care what they sealed. I want the truth.” She shouted, her voice was loud like a beast. The First Flame cocked its head. “Then prepare to burn with it.”

But this time, I didn’t lose myself. I used it. The fire answered to my pain, not hers. To my will, not her memory. I turned enemies to ash and left the ground glowing where I walked. But it wasn’t enough. Because as the last of the Order fell to their knees— The First Flame stepped forward again. Untouched. Unafraid. Unleashing her full divine form. Wreathed in light that bent the sky. “I was trying to give you a choice,” she said. “But now…”