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Rules of Fire
Traveling to a far away land, a gifted young teen visits an ancient temple hidden deep within the desert sands. A place built upon myth and magic—a place long ago abandoned by the modern world, she stumbles upon a secret chamber, compelled to retrieve a special trinket from the flames of a ceaseless fire. Seven years later, Angel still bears the dangerous curse of that fateful day. Unknown to her friends and family, she has been secretly following the Rules of Fire in a desperate attempt to overcome the magic of *he* who is summoning her from just beyond the flickering flames. But Angel will soon discover that to understand the future is to come to terms with the past, that destiny cannot so easily be abandoned, and that for all the magic the universe, there is nothing more powerful than love.
227 pages, Paperback
First published February 24, 2009
About the author
Tia Fanning
46 books139 followersTia Fanning has discovered that she always writes a little of herself in every story, and in that vulnerability, is committed to writing the best stories she can, challenging herself and her readers to experience the full range of emotions in every adventure presented. Be it love, lust, humor, grief, or even pushing cultural boundaries that might be deemed shocking (or very uncomfortable) by many mainstream readers, Tia believes that it is her responsibility as an author to tell the story as honestly as possible without letting her fears, societal pressure, or the possibility of censorship shackle her creativity. Life is a spontaneous, thrilling journey filled with highs and lows and unexpected twists and turns, and Tia wants her stories to reflect that awesome reality.
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March 5, 2009
Traveling to a far away land, a gifted young girl visits an ancient temple hidden deep within the desert sands. A place built upon myth and magic—a place long ago abandoned by the modern world, she stumbles upon a secret chamber, compelled to retrieve a special trinket from the flames of a ceaseless fire.
Seven years later, Angel still bears the dangerous curse of that fateful day. Unknown to her friends and family, she has been secretly following the rules of fire in a desperate attempt to overcome the magic of he who is summoning her from just beyond the flickering flames.
But Angel will soon discover that destiny is not so easily abandoned, that to find your future, you must come to terms with the past, and that for all the magic the universe, there is none more powerful than love itself.
Excerpt from Rules of Fire by Tia Fanning
Suddenly, the lights dimmed and the music stopped. The crowd parted as my sorority sisters slowly walked out of the kitchen, holding a cake with twenty-one very lit candles.
I inhaled sharply as the flames danced before my eyes, mocking me.
Happy Birthday to you...
With each careful step my sorority sisters took toward me, the candles’ flames seemed to grow in height, twisting into themselves and collecting in the middle, becoming a mini tornado of fire whirling upon a field of white frosting.
And no one seemed to notice.
In my ear, I heard whispered laughter, separate from the off-key voices that sang around me. Soon, Angel. I am coming for you.
The song concluded and the room erupted into cheers.
“No, no,” I cried, resuming my struggling, my instinct for self-preservation overriding the calm acceptance I had only minutes ago displayed. And as if being inundated with raw terror was not enough, the overwhelming feeling of fear warred with my unwanted elation and excitement of seeing him again.
After all this time, after years of coaching myself not to acknowledge the would-be love spell that was attached to the freaking ring, my traitorous heart and body still yearned for the damn djinni.
Suddenly, there was a screech, then a loud flapping of wings.
Pandemonium ensued as a huge bird flew at my sorority sisters. Amid the screaming, ducking, and running, the cake toppled over, landing face down on the floor, the candles instantly extinguished under the weight of sweet bread and icing.
More flapping, more screeching, more fear.
Though I found myself free, I was caught up in the throng of people rushing toward the exits. Literally shoved out the front doors and down the porch steps, I ended up on the spacious lawn with the other guests, staring back at the house in silent horror. It seemed the very night fell still, marred only by the racket still raging inside the house as the last of the occupants fled, nearly tripping over themselves to get out the door.
With the shock beginning to wear off, my ears started tuning into the panicked conversations that had erupted around me.
“...rabid pet parrot...”
“...no, I’m telling you, it was an eagle. Call animal control...”
“...it was bleeding. Kids painted the bird’s feathers yellow...”
“...glowing? Maybe gold, and wings like flames...”
“...someone lit a swan on fire then threw it in the house...”
Just as realization was dawning in my panic-drugged brain, there was another ear piercing shriek, and the huge bird walked out the open front doors, its talons clicking on the surface of the wooden porch. It stopped and scanned the crowd, unfazed by the astonished “oohs” and “aahs” at the shining splendor of its crimson and gold plumage.
“It’s like that mythical bird,” someone whispered next to me.
“A phoenix?” his companion offered.
“Ah, crap,” I muttered, turning and rushing toward the back of the crowd, shoving people out of my way as I did. In my mind, rule number seven blared like a fire alarm, keeping beat to my pounding heart…
Seven years later, Angel still bears the dangerous curse of that fateful day. Unknown to her friends and family, she has been secretly following the rules of fire in a desperate attempt to overcome the magic of he who is summoning her from just beyond the flickering flames.
But Angel will soon discover that destiny is not so easily abandoned, that to find your future, you must come to terms with the past, and that for all the magic the universe, there is none more powerful than love itself.
Excerpt from Rules of Fire by Tia Fanning
Suddenly, the lights dimmed and the music stopped. The crowd parted as my sorority sisters slowly walked out of the kitchen, holding a cake with twenty-one very lit candles.
I inhaled sharply as the flames danced before my eyes, mocking me.
Happy Birthday to you...
With each careful step my sorority sisters took toward me, the candles’ flames seemed to grow in height, twisting into themselves and collecting in the middle, becoming a mini tornado of fire whirling upon a field of white frosting.
And no one seemed to notice.
In my ear, I heard whispered laughter, separate from the off-key voices that sang around me. Soon, Angel. I am coming for you.
The song concluded and the room erupted into cheers.
“No, no,” I cried, resuming my struggling, my instinct for self-preservation overriding the calm acceptance I had only minutes ago displayed. And as if being inundated with raw terror was not enough, the overwhelming feeling of fear warred with my unwanted elation and excitement of seeing him again.
After all this time, after years of coaching myself not to acknowledge the would-be love spell that was attached to the freaking ring, my traitorous heart and body still yearned for the damn djinni.
Suddenly, there was a screech, then a loud flapping of wings.
Pandemonium ensued as a huge bird flew at my sorority sisters. Amid the screaming, ducking, and running, the cake toppled over, landing face down on the floor, the candles instantly extinguished under the weight of sweet bread and icing.
More flapping, more screeching, more fear.
Though I found myself free, I was caught up in the throng of people rushing toward the exits. Literally shoved out the front doors and down the porch steps, I ended up on the spacious lawn with the other guests, staring back at the house in silent horror. It seemed the very night fell still, marred only by the racket still raging inside the house as the last of the occupants fled, nearly tripping over themselves to get out the door.
With the shock beginning to wear off, my ears started tuning into the panicked conversations that had erupted around me.
“...rabid pet parrot...”
“...no, I’m telling you, it was an eagle. Call animal control...”
“...it was bleeding. Kids painted the bird’s feathers yellow...”
“...glowing? Maybe gold, and wings like flames...”
“...someone lit a swan on fire then threw it in the house...”
Just as realization was dawning in my panic-drugged brain, there was another ear piercing shriek, and the huge bird walked out the open front doors, its talons clicking on the surface of the wooden porch. It stopped and scanned the crowd, unfazed by the astonished “oohs” and “aahs” at the shining splendor of its crimson and gold plumage.
“It’s like that mythical bird,” someone whispered next to me.
“A phoenix?” his companion offered.
“Ah, crap,” I muttered, turning and rushing toward the back of the crowd, shoving people out of my way as I did. In my mind, rule number seven blared like a fire alarm, keeping beat to my pounding heart…
March 4, 2024
As with all Tia Fanning books, this one was amazing. I cannot recommend her writing enough. Easy to read, good pace and good ratio of plot and spice. But the spice…chefs kiss!!! A beautiful second book that does not have second book syndrome. Keeps you engaged and wanting more.
This story follows the FMC Angel who is an adoptive daughter of two supernatural parents. At a young age it is determined that she will be a priestess. At 14 years old her world completely changes when she visits an ancient temple hidden by magic to receive her official title. While there, her mentor and her guide (one in physical form and the other in spirit form) explain her role to her. While left unattended she marvels at the murals and falls prey to a curse. After years of hiding this curse from her family, and following the Rules of Fire, the curse is suddenly triggered and she is whisked away by a phoenix shifter. In order to curb the magic of the curse, she must do something she never thought she would.
Love, past lives, fated mates, sacrifice, destiny unraveled, ancient magic and mythology and the spice!!! After the first book (Rukes of Darkness) I was worried that there would not be anything left to stem a story from. Boy was I wrong! Please Tia, write book three… I need it NOW!
This story follows the FMC Angel who is an adoptive daughter of two supernatural parents. At a young age it is determined that she will be a priestess. At 14 years old her world completely changes when she visits an ancient temple hidden by magic to receive her official title. While there, her mentor and her guide (one in physical form and the other in spirit form) explain her role to her. While left unattended she marvels at the murals and falls prey to a curse. After years of hiding this curse from her family, and following the Rules of Fire, the curse is suddenly triggered and she is whisked away by a phoenix shifter. In order to curb the magic of the curse, she must do something she never thought she would.
Love, past lives, fated mates, sacrifice, destiny unraveled, ancient magic and mythology and the spice!!! After the first book (Rukes of Darkness) I was worried that there would not be anything left to stem a story from. Boy was I wrong! Please Tia, write book three… I need it NOW!
January 31, 2024
This book was better than the last it has magic a strong FMC love guilt obligation so much more it actually blew my mind when I was done with this book I need more this author is absolutely amazing I have read the majority of her work and hands down she is absolutely fantastic I can't wait to read more from her and I am so excited to follow her on her writing journey if I could give this book a hundred Stars I would
January 16, 2022
Swept into the fire!
This 2nd in Tia Fanning's "Rules of..." series is even more captivating than the last! Wow! Katia & Stoyan's daughter, Angel, is enslaved by the bondage that ensues borne of guilt, shame, & obligation! Get swept up in her fiery vortex & enjoy every moment to ultimate freedom from these unhealthy ties that bind!
This 2nd in Tia Fanning's "Rules of..." series is even more captivating than the last! Wow! Katia & Stoyan's daughter, Angel, is enslaved by the bondage that ensues borne of guilt, shame, & obligation! Get swept up in her fiery vortex & enjoy every moment to ultimate freedom from these unhealthy ties that bind!
December 27, 2023
I was so very captivated by this book. The story picked up in a great place after Rules of Darkness. The characters were so amazing, of course my favorite character was Phoenix. To have memories of your past life and always falling in love with the same man over and over. I just loved it. Tia never lets me down
January 2, 2022
💜💙💜
Rules of Fire did not disappoint. The storyline is fun, the details about immortals and old superstitions is a interesting addition. I enjoyed getting to know the characters. Plenty of steamy goodness 🔥🔥🔥
Rules of Fire did not disappoint. The storyline is fun, the details about immortals and old superstitions is a interesting addition. I enjoyed getting to know the characters. Plenty of steamy goodness 🔥🔥🔥
March 31, 2024
This book follows on from the first in the series but could be read without reading it.
I loved the concept and the use of multiple lives, the FMC spirit has lived.
The FMC is very sassy and inappropriate, and I love her.
The phonix wow what a man
I loved the concept and the use of multiple lives, the FMC spirit has lived.
The FMC is very sassy and inappropriate, and I love her.
The phonix wow what a man
February 20, 2010
Really good book. I had a little trouble liking the heroine at first but she grew on my and I think it would be fair to say that my reasons for disliking her initially were that she reminded me too much of people I know, making her perhaps a little too real. LOL. Great book.
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