Xaden Iron Flame Novels & Stories

The flames didn’t burn him—they seemed to freeze mid-air, crackling against his skin before vanishing into nothingness, as though he commanded them. “You’re… different,” I said breathlessly, staring at him in disbelief. “What’s gotten into you? You’re ruling magic elements now?” Kayden’s lips curled into a small, confident smile. “I've got Xael Power,” he said simply, as if that explained everything. With a mere wave of his hand, the firestorm stopped entirely. The once-relentless flames ceased their assault, leaving only a heavy Silence in their wake. The air was still thick with the weight of magic.

And we were going to kill a child to save ourselves. Stormfang Camp – Western Meadows Dax’s POV The night had deepened fire burning low the camp quiet except for the occasional howl of Stormfang sentries circling the perimeter.Flame slept between us tiny chest rising and falling green light pulsing steady now, no longer flickering like before.Kael sat cross legged silver eyes on the tent flap listening.“They’re coming,” he said voice low. “I can feel it. Kai’s rage. It’s close.”I looked down at Flame her small hand curled around my finger vine warm and alive.“She’s different tonight,” I whispered. “The light… it’s not just glowing. It’s reaching.”As if she heard me Flame’s eyes opened silver

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."

The flames pouring out of it look angrier than the devil. “What the hell is that?” Riot murmurs. I feel eyes on me and I turn to the triplets. Our gazes clash. Xaden still wants to see me dead. Xannon is looking at me like he wants to be in the business of ruining me all his life. The third brother’s curiosity speaks mischief. I gasp, chest heaving as I face the hellish-looking furnace and the ropes hanging above it again. Suddenly, the ground moves over the flames, covering it.

Voice so familiar drawl. My eyes pry open, slowly. The harsh light is gone; the curtains are drawn, leaving the room dim. And then standing before me is Xaden. He’s wearing nothing but low-hanging pants, his bare chest on display, muscles flexing with every subtle movement. For a split second, my mind betrays me... He almost looks like Damon. I grit my jaw so hard I can hear a sound. “What do you want, Xaden?” I spit, my voice edged with venom.

Felix arrived at the location of one of Nine Flames, where the guards instantly collapsed, their eyes rolling back as they fainted. By now, darkness had arrived. He walked forward without any hesitation, his right hand touching the flame. There was no need for any special tools. The flame simply vanished, and only Felix knew that it was absorbed in an instant by his Starmark. With the disappearance of the flames, people in many places immediately dropped to their knees. The light that should have lasted throughout the night vanished, and the darkness of Desolated Lands descended almost instantly. Every light went out in an instant.

Without hesitation, he reached for the strengthening potion he had purchased from the mysterious potions merchant, the one he believed to be a woman. With a swift movement, Thorne brought the vial to his lips, downing the contents in one gulp. A surge of energy coursed through his veins, enhancing his already formidable abilities. His muscles hummed with newfound strength, and his senses sharpened, allowing him to anticipate his opponents' every move.

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

It hasn’t rained in at least a week, the forest is very dry. For a moment the flames dance in a way that makes me think they are trying to tell a story. I shake my head but the flames continue to form the shape of people. Suddenly the people begin the run from a darkness that makes the flames disappear for a moment. What is going on? The smoke fills my lungs and I begin to gasp for air. I look up, the smoke in the sky is black and thick. The smell of burnt pine is making it hard to breathe.

It did not explode into flame. Instead, the liquid ignited with a soft and rhythmic violet light. It was the Tempered Flame: a new type of energy that combined the raw heat of the sun with the stabilizing resonance of the Silver Moon. Cinder reached out and touched the glowing liquid, and I watched through the pack link as a wave of profound relief washed over her features. The smoke that had been rising from her copper mane vanished, replaced by a steady and healthy radiance. Her scouts, who had been shimmering with an erratic and wavy grace, suddenly stood with a new and solid weight.