The Flames Daughter Chinese

They say fire is cleansing, a transformative type of destruction. After a forest fire, nature heals and grows stronger. It's forever changed but not destroyed. Fire is painful but beautiful, something that is warm but left unattended can be devastating. In the flames I was broken, destroyed, but in the ashes I was restored. Left floating in the grey, the smoke that led me through a divine transformation. Now I'm left adrift, the dark my only guide in the smoke, the blue of the sky, of his eyes, the only guide in the light. Forever torn and pulled between the two, unsure who I can trust and terrified to make the wrong choice. Not just my life hangs in the balance, but the lives and well being of all of humanity. It just might be too much for these wings to bare.

Summer, handpicked by the Moon Goddess to be Jackson's soulmate, is devastated when the Alpha of her pack publicly rejects her. Determined to win his affection, she seeks guidance from Luna, her wise and loyal wolf companion, as well as Orion, Jackson's formidable wolf. United in their efforts, they devise a clever scheme to ignite the flames of love. However, when Jackson uncovers their plan, he once again spurns her, shattering her heart and leaving her pregnant with his precious offspring. As she navigates her solitude, Viktor, consumed by a thirst for revenge against Jackson, unexpectedly enters her life. Unbeknownst to him, his quest for vengeance will take an unforeseen twist, forever altering their intertwined destinies.

Mirabel watched her whole family go up in flames because of a power-drunk tyrant werewolf king who thought Lycans shouldn’t exist. The Lycans have become extinct and the existing ones are hiding in fear and Mirabel’s sole purpose was to get justice for her people. When the werewolf prince fell in love with her, she knew it was time to play her cards right. Her only goal is to burn down the royal wolf's structure and bring back the extinct lycans. A perfectly curated plan and Mirabel is ready to execute. Everything seems easy until some figurines from the past won't let her rest, cold betrayals from her own people and to top it all, she was starting to fall for the prince too.

Hi my name Katrina Devon five years ago I left my pack the night before eighteenth birthday. Now that I returned home everything is different . I came back for my sister's birthday and man that was bad idea I just wanted to see my family and in the process I meet him ... My Mate . As soon as we ( my wolf and I ) lay eyes on him our life. Turns into whirlwind of events. It's makes even harder when he is also my Alpha ... Kane McAlister Alpha of the Winter Lake Pack . I pray the Godess knows what she is doing because this can all end either end an fire and flames or something greater and better.

When the fire broke out, I called my husband, Hector. He didn't answer. Instead, he ran straight into the flames—to save my sister, Emma. They held each other, clinging to life, while I was trapped in the basement, watching my calls go ignored until all hope burned out. Afterward, Emma played innocent, twisting everything. She told him, "Hector, don't blame Sienna. She didn't leave me on purpose... she was just scared." Her lie made me the villain, and everyone bought it. Fueled by hatred, Hector spat, "She's so vicious—why didn't that fire just take her?" Three months later, the police found my body.

"I know you want me, I see the hunger in your eyes. Let go of your guilt and embrace the dark desires in your heart," I hear his voice whisper in my ear like a sweet melody, tempting me and weakening my resolve. One Legend. One Prophecy. They all want me. Hi, I am Nivia Randolph. I'm in a dilemma. My Life was planned out by powers that be and I am here to play a role by the one who sent me. No one informed me of the responsibility I had to carry. This destiny was imposed on me. I'm supposed to bring salvation, but now I might be the very thing that ignites the flames that consume us all.

Having an Awakenist as my wife meant enduring her monkish attitude toward sex. We could only be intimate on the sixteenth of every month. Every detail—my position, rhythm, even my expression—had to follow her rigid rules. If I showed too much pleasure, she would immediately rise and leave. We had been married for five years. Was I ever tired of this? Yes. Still, I always gave in. I accepted these limitations because I loved her. "The Saintess loves me too," I told myself. That faith shattered the day I was sent to extinguish a hotel fire. Amid the flames, I found my wife pressed close to a man in disheveled clothes. Between their arms was a young boy.

“I now pronounce you as a husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!” The priest announced and I froze. I knew I was cursed the moment this blood oath was taken which bound me to hell, the hell of this Sinner. My eyelids raised to see the ugly creation of god. My husband! Vladimir Sokolov! His rugged face carved with uncountable ugly marks stung my slow beating heart. His hazel green eyes held a satisfied dark shadow as He pulled me close, raised my chin and whispered coldly, “From this very moment, you share the crown of Bratva’s pakhan. Prepare yourself to bear its weight, Babochka. Because I own your existence now!” He slammed his cold lips on my trembling ones, punishing me with a brutal kiss. Tears pricked my eyes with disgust but I tolerated his touch for the sake of my family. My eyes followed the part of the audience, Russians, who burst into cheers while the other party, Italians, looked at me with remorse and pitiful gazes. Oh yes, how could I forget I was the sacrificed lamb thrusted into hell to get scorched for a lifetime. But No. I still had the last hope to save myself from this cursed fate, this cursed marriage. ………….. Born in a sin will definitely be called the Sinner. Without morality and mercy, Vladimir Sokolov the Bratva’s Pakhan ruled the city with an iron fist. Due to the influence of some political parties He had to marry the Daughter from La Camorra. Rose Barbieri! Marry her, have his heir and wear the title of family man, that's what He planned to do but what He didn’t imagine was that his innocent, submissive wife was someone who would burn the flames of his hell into ashes one day.

When Purple Brendon was separated from him twenty years ago, she least expected to see his sinfully attractive face again or feel the gentle brush of his breaths against hers. But that was twenty years ago, and now, Lucas Duke is back in her life with flames strong enough to light a spark in her stomach. How easy would it be to fall for him once more, especially when she is to marry another man? What secrets are the two hiding from each other? Would these secrets be enough to tear them apart? Was there ever a chance for the two lovers to let go of their insecurities, their past, and love wholly? The answer and more are contained in this billionaire romance. Read to find out.

Framed for murder and exiled, I’m left alone in the wilderness, chained to a tree. But Jorin, my older mentor, finds me and helps me survive. Still, I’m done just surviving. I want revenge. When Bram, my best friend, tracks me down, everything changes. The heat between us is undeniable, a simmering tension we’ve always ignored but can’t deny any longer. As we hunt down Alpha Kaelen, the fire between us blazes hotter with every passing second. I’ll get back what’s mine. I’ll tear down anyone who stands in my way. And if Bram wants to follow me into the flames, he’d better be ready to burn as hot as I do.