Novel title "The Fire Princess"š„
Chapter 1: The Crimson Mark
The night had completely swallowed the sky in darkness. There was a strange heat in the air, as if the city was about to burn.
Areeba looked at her handā¦
A crimson glowing mark was slowly forming on her wrist.
"What is happening to me?" she whispered in fear.
Suddenly, the window of her room burst open. A strong gust of wind rushed inside ā but it wasn't cold.
It was hot.
The mark on Areeba's wrist began to glow even brighter. The objects around her started to tremble. The books on her study table fell to the floor.
Then she felt it ā
A tiny spark of fire flickered from her fingertips.
She stepped back in shock.
"Impossibleā¦"
But this was only the beginning.
Far away, in the ancient forest outside the city, a cloaked man slowly opened his eyes. They glowed red in the darkness.
"After twenty-five yearsā¦ The Fire Princess has awakened."
Areeba didn't know that she wasn't just an ordinary girl.
She was the heir to an ancient kingdom ā
a kingdom that once controlled fire itself.
And now, the forces of darkness were searching for her.
As the clock struck midnight, fiery words appeared on the wall of her room:
"Accept your powerā¦ or everything will burn."
Areeba's life was about to change forever.
Chapter 2: Flames of Awakening
Areeba woke the next morning with a pounding headache and a strange warmth on her wrist. The crimson mark was still there, faintly glowing like embers. She rubbed it nervously, hoping it would disappear, but it didn't.
Her room feltā¦ different. The air seemed heavier, almost alive. Every time she moved her hand, tiny sparks danced along her skin, vanishing before they could touch anything.
She rushed to the mirror and stared at her reflection. Her eyes, once a soft brown, now flickered with a faint golden glow whenever she blinked. Panic clawed at her chest.
"Areebaā¦ this can't be real," she murmured.
The sound of footsteps outside her door froze her.
"Mom?" she called softly.
The door creaked open, but it wasn't her mother. A woman stood there ā tall, cloaked in deep red, her hair shimmering like molten gold. Her eyes were piercing, yet kind.
"You are the Fire Princess," the woman said, her voice echoing as if it came from everywhere at once. "And I have come to guide you."
Areeba shook her head. "I don't understandā¦ I'm justā¦ a normal girl."
The woman smiled sadly. "You have always been more than normal. The mark you bear is the symbol of your inheritance. Fire runs through your veins. And with itā¦ comes a choice."
Before Areeba could respond, the mark on her wrist flared brightly, and a sudden vision overtook her. She saw a kingdom engulfed in flames, armies of shadow creatures, and a throne of molten fire.
Her heart raced. "Iā¦ I don't know if I can control this," she whispered.
"You must," the woman said firmly. "The darkness is coming. They will stop at nothing to take your power. If you do not awaken fully, everything you love will burn."
Areeba clenched her fists, feeling the heat building inside her. For a moment, fear threatened to overwhelm her ā but then, instinctively, she stretched out her hand.
A tiny ball of fire appeared above her palm, spinning slowly like a living thing. She gasped, then laughed in disbelief.
"It'sā¦ me," she breathed. "It's really me."
The woman nodded. "And this is only the beginning. Tonight, you will face your first trial. The shadows are already moving. If you are ready, come with meā¦ before it's too late."
Areeba swallowed hard. The ordinary life she had known was gone. The Fire Princess had awakened ā and the world was about to burn.