Wof Firefly Novels & Stories

Fleki moved towards the fire and took out a piece of metal and marked him as the warrior. “oh dear, I can’t keep watching this, all of you are falling for this, can someone speak some sense into this guy, he cannot just anoint a stranger to be the village warrior yet we leave our own to walk free and, you will all face the consequences, it is just a matter of time fellow wolfs” the old wolf stood again and he was out of his words and walked away. One of them tried calming him down. “let him go, the flame never makes a mistake, never before and it will never make a mistake at all, it has been sealed” he was stopped and Fleki watching all of this raised his hands and said “ this is the chosen

Humans couldn’t see it—except for the gifted ones who could perceive the unseen. A werewolf without royal blood could have their mark voided using the Blue Flame. The Blue Flame was no ordinary fire. It was a flame from a thousand years ago—one that could never be extinguished. Mates who wished to sever their bond had to lie within it, enduring its torment. The time spent within the fire depended on their will to break the bond. Some endured only a few hours, but most had to remain for two to three days. The flame did not physically harm them, but it tortured their souls until the bond was completely severed.

Despite the aggressive nature of these flies, merely coming in contact with my poison will kill them within minutes. But how many of them are there?! At least several dozens of critters have been killed already with my poison and attack combined! I swear more flies have arrived since this combat began. Sigh...an endless horde of foot-long mosquito flies, I just needed the mutated worg, not you guys… The remaining worg is growling loudly and continuously as it continues to attack the flies around it with the tail and claws. Surprisingly, the mutated worg is holding its ground pretty well, burning all the flies that came inside a certain radius around him.

When the wolf-shaped firefly ran towards Trevor and me, it spooked Trevor so much that he fell to the ground. Then thousands of fireflies swarmed over, wrapping themselves around me and lifting me in midair for a moment. Then they helped me back on my feet. Similarly to how they magically appeared, those fireflies vanished within a blink of an eye, and I felt stronger than ever. I felt seething anger, and I wasn't able to control my beastly instinct. I grabbed a rock from the ground and walked towards Trevor, who was already crawling away from me. All I could see was red and all I craved for was violence. I smashed his head with the rock in my hand, and did it over and over again.

Murdok stopped talking as he watched the small flits mold together into a large illuminated ball of flame, and he pointed at them. “She said she followed the fire it was you, wasn’t it, what did you do! Help her, she is in pain because of you” Murdok shouted and while Andy watched the boy’s mouth fell open as the flits once again split into small sparks of light and Andy swore he heard the slight sound of whimpers and sobs as they drifted ever closer. Murdok backed away from Andy and set Rori on the cold ground. He knelt by her side and whispered in her ear, watching silently as the flits approached. The small almost insect-like globes hovered over Rori’s body slowly until they made their wa

I glanced upward. A light. Small. Glowing. A firefly? No—more. Many. Wings like flame. They danced above the water, then… they drifted toward my arrows. I backed away, heart thudding. They circled the arrowheads—then landed. “Nay…” I whispered. I tried to wave them off, but they did not budge. Then the fireflies glowed brighter—and to my awe—my arrows began to burn. The tips lit with soft, steady flame.

“I’m so glad there wasn’t a horde. It took over twenty point-blank shots to kill one, and I barely found my way back to the entrance. The magma boar looked like a volcanic rock from afar near the lava lakes. You should look out for those when exploring.” Oritha did not see any magma rocks or pigs. Instead, she described a completely different scene while travelling up the slope. She saw the lava lakes they talked about in the distance while climbing the spiral path. However, like Sasha, she was ambushed by monsters. “They are called Fire Flies and came in a swarm. There were so many of them, and they set everything on fire. I rather die from a stab wound than be burned to death again.” Liu F

Fire Kingdom Commander Jefferson’s Manor Sir Jefferson Reynolds, also known as Commander of the Fire King's elite warriors, was the king’s most trusted ally and had organised a banquet at his manor. It was the exact and adequate thing to do, given that a couple of well-connected alchemist officials of the kingdom had managed to secure him a favourable post-war political position in the kingdom's politics. Unknown to the lords and noble aristocrats, winning the wars has been possible because of the mighty commander's intervention. However, the previous war between werewolves, faeries, and alchemists has been going on for ages, and a treaty has ended because of the expansion of Fire Kingdom wa

They were really going to swallow each other’s faces at that rate. Claire’s home was surrounded with different colorful flowers of different natures. It gave a certain cooling effect and feeling that made the area surrounding the flowers seem peaceful. Sebastian had earlier informed me that Claire’s family were florists and her mother sold them for a living. I made a note to buy some of the flowers on my way out. It was in the period of the year when the flowers were just blooming attracting numerous variegated butterflies around them. I realized that I had spent most of the time in my mansion no wonder these flowers and butterflies mesmerized me that much. “You like what you see?” a voice b

“Austin—the man you know as Richard—told me about the silver flames. He mentioned an old prophecy tied to them. I didn’t think they were real. I thought he made it up.” “What prophecy?” Kira demanded. “I don’t know much,” Alana admitted, her hands wringing nervously. “He said the prophecy foretold a war that would change the werewolf world forever. The appearance of three silver flames is supposed to mark the beginning of this war.” Kira’s stomach twisted at the revelation. She clenched her fists, her mind racing. “Is there anything else you haven’t told me?” Alana shook her head quickly. “No, that’s all I know.”