Who Killed The Flame Hashira Novels & Stories

She needed money to save her daughter. He needed revenge—and the woman he could never forget. Working late nights as a waitress, Siena Costa had only one goal: to keep her sick child alive. But everything spiraled out of control when thugs cornered her in the club—and her ex-boyfriend stepped in. He wasn’t the same man. Now a ruthless mafia boss, Adriano Valtasari drags her back into his world and gives her a cruel ultimatum: Be mine again… or your daughter pays the price. What he doesn’t know? The little girl he threatens… is his.

My husband forced me into labor the same day his widowed sister-in-law went into labor. I was only seven months pregnant when he dragged me to the hospital and demanded that the doctors induce me. Eugene Cobb locked me inside the delivery room, his expression tense and urgent. "The baby Fiona's carrying has a rare disease. The doctors say he'll die as soon as he's born. They need umbilical cord blood and special stem cells during delivery to save him! My brother's already gone. It's my responsibility to take care of her and her child." A four-inch-long induction needle pierced into my body. Violent contractions crashed through me, cold sweat soaking my back. I said weakly, "Fiona's preg

Alia is a skilled thief who, in search of a legendary treasure, sneaks into a castle under the cover of night. However, she unexpectedly witnesses the castle’s owner, the handsome and cold-hearted billionaire Marcellus, murder his wife. In the chaos of her escape, Alia is discovered and killed by him. But death isn’t the end. Alia wakes up to find herself reborn a year earlier, this time in the body of the wife Marcellus had killed—Livia. Faced with the man who had once killed her, now acting outwardly kind but still harboring deadly intentions, Alia knows she must uncover the truth within a year and avoid the same tragic fate. Her plan? Escape the castle and steal the treasure. During he

When I'm on the verge of dying, the kidnapper who has kidnapped me calls my fiance, Connor Weston, who's also the youngest patrol officer in the pack. The call goes through, only for us to hear Connor's voice, which is filled with suppressed rage. "Sylvia Kline, I'll give you three seconds to stop bothering me. Vivian's initiation ceremony will take place at night three days later. If you dare pull off another one of your tricks again—" "Connor…" Blood gushes out of my mouth as soon as I open it. My voice is so hoarse that I don't sound like myself at all. "Save… me…" "Your acting's pretty good," Connor cuts me off, his tone filled with disdain. "Listen, if you dare skip out on the cerem

They called me a murderer. An Omega. A nobody. A girl whose life was worth less than the weakest Alpha's pride. At Kingsridge Alpha Institute, I spent three years surviving humiliation, cruelty, and endless discrimination. As an orphan with no powerful bloodline, no influential family, and no Alpha willing to claim me, I believed that keeping my head down was the only way to survive. I endured every insult, every punishment, and every betrayal, convinced that graduation would finally set me free. Instead, it became the night I died. Framed for murdering the Alpha heir, I was condemned without a trial. Beneath the Blood Moon, I begged for someone...anyone...to ask the one question

Isabel was devastated and distraught after receiving a sincere rejection from her boyfriend. Although she had intended to spend the holiday at her grandmother's house, she ended up becoming involved with a stranger and having a one-night stand with him. When her mom introduced her fiance to Isabel, she was shocked to discover that her step father, Mr Walton had a son who turned out to be Derek– the guy she had a one night stand with. Isabel struggled with her affections for Derek and the knowledge that he would one day become her stepbrother. Anticipating her first shift, she hoped to find her mate and get over her feelings for Derek. What happens when an unexpected twist occured a

On the day of mafia families' annual gathering, my mother and I sat in the back of a Lincoln, heading toward the Falcone estate. I was adjusting my dress when my phone buzzed with a video from my fiancé's secretary. The footage showed a middle-aged woman being dragged by her hair across a marble floor. Her cheek was already swelling, red and angry. The secretary's sharp voice cut through the audio as she delivered slap after slap. "Gianna, you pathetic gold-digger! Did you really think you could fool Don Falcone into marrying you, and then let your thieving mother wander into the estate to lift his mother's jewelry? Please." Another slap. The woman's head snapped to the side. "I'm do

They were raised to protect her. They never realized she was the one holding the pack together. Born of the Beta line, Lexara Veyne was trained to steady Alphas when instinct burned too hot and loyalty fractured under pressure. With a mind sharp enough to read power like strategy and a gift known as Resonance, she can calm rage, expose lies, and turn chaos into control. When cracks form in the ruling Alpha line, Lexara is pulled into the heart of pack politics—where strength is measured not just by dominance, but by restraint. Surrounded by overprotective brothers who believe they’re guarding her, Lexara navigates shifting alliances, forbidden attraction, and enemies who mistake her c

Human world rules are clear: stay away from the shadows. But to fulfill her dying wish before her secret heart failure takes her life, twenty-one-year-old Rhiannon smuggles herself into the forbidden werewolf kingdom of Vrykania. She never expected to spark a feral fated-mate connection with the legendary, 3,000-year-old Lycan King, Theron Vance—nor did she expect the royal court to erase her memories of the encounter. Back in the human world, Rhiannon finds herself trapped under the suffocating watch of a fiercely attractive new part-time professor: Theron Vance himself, operating undercover as a billionaire campus benefactor to control her life. Rhiannon loathes his overprotective natur

To save my wife, my lungs were pierced by a knife, leaving lasting consequences. When I fell ill and struggled to breathe, she said I was dramatic and went on a business trip with her childhood friend. When she returned, I found a man's underwear in her suitcase that did not belong to me. I calmly made the call: "Director, I've made up my mind. I'm going to assist in Avrika." Later, at the airport, she bent down, publicly lowering her head and begging for my forgiveness.