Xaden Iron Flame Novels & Stories

*Xelina* I poke at the fire, the scent of burning cedar and dry pine needles filling the air, mixing with the faint earthy aroma of damp stone. I watch the sparks float upward, their glow like tiny stars caught in a dark sky, flickering and fading. It feels like the only light in the world right now, fragile and precious.

I shriek, Bedelia coming forward when I see her getting ripped back, and she fights with the Xerxes in his sludgy form in my head. “FUCKING DO IT, GET HIM OUT, HE IS HURTING BEDELIA!” I scream. When I feel the flames grow inside of me as I try to direct them towards Xerxes. When I erupt into flames. I open my eyes and gasp. The flames aren’t mine, they are blue and black. The shackles melt away.

The bridging tension that had ignited with those first hungry glances now blazed into an all-consuming inferno. The crimson-lit sanctuary welcomed them with the rich scent of leather and oil. Benson secured her to the St. Andrew's cross facing him, wrists and ankles locked in padded cuffs, her body spread open like a feast. Her breasts heaved with every breath, nipples still sensitive from the clamps, her pussy glistening and her ass bearing the vivid marks of earlier passion.

Xanne: Close the door. Kimora: (Coughing and gasping for air she manages to choke out the words) Yo..u already..did...puta.. Xanne: All the way. The same way you did leaving me and your supposed love of your life stranded for the last I don't even remember how long, did you get my note remind me how long was it? (Placing one hand in his pocket and leaning backwards with his other hand charging would appears to be an iridescent purple flame. His hair covering his right eye as he towers above her staring down at her menacingly)

The liquid shimmered as though threaded with stars. Xander took up the flint. Once. Twice. On the third strike, a spark caught. Flame leapt to the surface of the water, burning blue-white, its glow silent and ghostly. It cast no shadows, but bathed every face in ethereal light. Together, Aria and Xander knelt. They dipped their joined hands into the fire. Heat licked their skin but did not burn. The flames wrapped their fingers like living ribbons, etching crescents of light along her palm and his wrist.

Something is happening…I can’t control it. Then the flames turn black…For a moment, my power feels dark. Wrong. Then it vanishes, and I fall. Xander catches me before I hit the ground. I open my eyes, gasping, “What… what happened?” I ask. “You glowed,” he says. “Like fire and moonlight mixed.” Lena runs over. “Your mark…it changed.” I look at my arm…She’s right. Now, a fourth flame has appeared inside the crescent moon.

“This is Blaz Flame. This kind of fire can burn a person even if they are in armor.” “There are different kinds of fires?” Anna frowns. “A dragon can create three kinds of fires,” Lavi explains. “In human form, we can create the Blaz Flame and the Cold Flame. Cold Flame is the regular kind of fire which we see in every household. It can burn down a human but supernatural creatures can recover from it. A Blaz Flame is more dangerous. Any area burnt with this flame will result in instant death. Luckily, this flame does not have a long range. It is only for enemies who are up close.”

“Sir, I haven't found that person yet! Viola couldn't ask anything from Sylvia's mouth, she was already in a coma. But I suspect it's a woman with great disguise, he used his false identity to blend in with the servants." “How is her condition, do you have any other treatment, Henris?” Liam asked worriedly. “No, currently this method of dialysis is the best. I heard from the treating doctor that the poison she has is poison of the Tenula species, a parasitic plant in the rainforest, not much is known about it. this plant. But don't worry, I have many friends who work at the research institute, I will ask them to find out. If there's an antidote, she'll probably wake up soon."

She glances over at Xander and sees he's holding his own. .... Aiden feels the heat building in his chest as he draws on the energy within him. He feels the air around him swirling and heating up. He holds his arms out to each side as red flames flicker along his arms and hands. He brings his hands above his head then thrust them down together, sending a ball of fire into the line of enemies charging him. They instantly scream as they're set on fire. Their blood-curdling screams can be heard, piercing the ears of everyone around them as they fall to the ground engulfed in flames, and some run into others, catching them on fire as well.

I tear myself away from Darian and when he tries to grasp me again, I scream. Heat bursts outward violently, erupting from my body in a surge I cannot control. Flames explode into the air, slamming into everything around us. Students are thrown back, their bodies hitting the ground as the force of it ripples through the field. The air warps with intensity, and for a brief moment, everything descends into chaos. Hot fear ravaged my body. I finally see Xaden through the smoke. I’m coughing relentlessly, now fallen on the floor. I feel… exhausted and drained. This power didn’t surge for me- I’m very sure. It was all Xaden’s. He’s cursed. I’m just human.