Twin Flames Union Novels & Stories

When they were almost to the pack house, I used my Green Flames to control the earth to stop them. A Phoenix is born with a specific fire, The Red Flame is the most common The Orange Flame is for healing The Purple Flame is for turning back and accelerating time for a living being The Pink Flame is for telepathy, empathy, and telekinesis Finally, the Blue Flame, is the most lethal, it is as cold as ice but burns like fire. Each flame could burn, but not at the same intensity depending on which flame it is, each having its specific properties. I was born with what we call the Rainbow Flames, it is a Flame created from each of the Flames, I can use them individually or simultaneously. It was h

"Blame Ava for everything. It's not like you had a choice, right? You could have just walked away, Eva. But no, you had to play the martyr." "I stayed because I love him!" Eva shouted, her voice breaking. "Something you'll never understand, Ava. You don't love anyone but yourself!" “Girls, stop!" Eleanor's voice was trembling. "Do you hear yourselves? You are sisters. Family. How did we get here?" Neither twin spoke. It was as if the silence was an alive thing, almost palpable, just hanging around them. “I'll fix this.” Eva finally said. "You're going to tell him everything?" Ava's voice was ladled with incredulity, the sharpness of her tone slicing through the thick atmosphere like a blade.

“When the two halves meet, the world will choose. Creation… or consumption.” Then it was gone, leaving the air trembling with heat. Silence fell. No one moved for a long moment. Finally, Edward turned to me. “Your shadow,” he said slowly. “He meant—” “Aaron,” I whispered. “The flame split itself between us.” Mara swore under her breath. “Perfect. You’re tied to the one person trying to kill you.” Seraphine looked grim. “Not just tied. Balanced. If either of you dies before the other, the flame will collapse. Everything tied to it will burn out.”

“We end this now!” His eyes find mine and I know he understands. We lock hands, our fire, spreading from our hands up our arms and on until it engulfs our entire bodies. Now we’re not just shooting flames. We are the flames. Twin Flames. We walk forward, burning everything in front of us. Sharp spikes continue to sprout up but we turn them to ash before they are taller than stubs. Then suddenly, a piercing howl rents the air. It’s a deep, guttural sound and I know without a doubt Mason is here.

Unless. "You and LJ are twin flames," Haneul stated in wonderment. As they were all created at the beginning of time, all angels were soulmates. That meant they came from the same portion of the Omniversial God's consciousness, created at the same point in time, and therefore had a strong connection to each other. But so few of them were twin flames--souls that were originally one but were split into two for some reason. To complete a special purpose, make way for exemplary warriors-in-arms, and for many other reasons that only the Omniversial God would know. In essence, twin flames are the closest souls could be towards each other. LJ and Alice being twins would certainly explain his overpr

Zelia continued, "you'd be sentencing both Zeviar and Orion to death." My heart stopped. Zeviar stepped forward. "What are you talking about?" Zelia turned to face him, then Orion. "You don't know, do you?" Her voice was almost pitiful. "Neither of you know." "Know what?" Orion demanded. Zelia took a breath. "That you share a Twin Flame Bond." Confused silence. "A what?" Zeviar asked. Zelia looked between them. "Twin Flame Bonds are extremely rare. They occur when two wolves, usually twins, are fated to share one mate."

“Spawned by the one who gave us breath. Vanished from life but spared from death. The Ethereal one gives she who is promised. To wield the power of the Triple Goddess. Where the moon is three, two will come. Once the seal is made, destiny is done. With one comes death, pain and destruction. The other comes life, love and devotion. Peril will end and the wolf will thrive. But for peace to reign, only one can survive” Galterio didn’t recite the actual prophecy, he only told me the meaning. Or what he thought was the meaning. I can understand how he may have thought it was about Mates. But hearing it for myself is different. It's not about Mates. Not even close. My stomach dropped and I had a d

She called out to me, but she was human. "Do you?" She prodded. "Do you believe in supernaturals?" How should I answer this question when she was staring at one? A Phoenix. One destined to her by the hands of fate. But why? I didn't know. But she was my responsibility and I was made to protect her. The Phoenixes were mystical creatures of magic, tied to the fate of another, and she was my fate and that which I was to protect. We were like two souls split in two. Both souls were very similar and alike. Our kind called it the twin flame. We were destined to cross paths and that explained the connection she has with me.

I fell on the chair. He’s right. Nothing changes the fact that he is my brother and my twin. I always thought back in the past that because we are twins, we will live together forever, doing everything together, having each other's backs because that is how twins are to function. But I find myself drifting further away from Eric. It’s even more like we are strangers. God made me the stronger one and him kind of the weaker one. I’m to be his strength and him my weakness. But I don’t have a weakness because everything is my weakness.

I said, opening to a specific page, “is like a dictionary about magic.” I flipped to the section I was looking for and pointed to an illustration. It was an image of two flames, one blue and one red, swirling together in a dance of light and shadow. “This,” I said, “is what you’re seeing. It’s called a Twin Flame.” She studied the page, her brow furrowed in concentration. “It looks like what I see when you’re close,” she confirmed, tracing the outline of the blue flame. We began reading the text together, our heads bent over the book. The words described how twin flames were two parts of the same soul, sometimes divided by the goddess into two bodies. They were like yin and yang, destined to