9 Eternal Flames Novels & Stories

To be honest, Darryl felt like just letting them die as they both had almost caused his death multiple times. However, Debra was right. No matter what, Rachel was his godfather’s daughter. Besides, the past incidents were a long time ago; he could not just watch them court death. ‘Nine Star Flames?’ Hearing that, Ewan and Rachel dared not move, and their faces turned pale instantly. Although they had never seen the Nine Star Flames before, Ewan and Rachel had heard of this enchanted flame. They also knew that Nine Star Flames was number eight on the enchanted flame list. Its flame was a special blue color. Anyone who touched it would be burned to a crisp.

“What did she say?” Kira took a deep breath to steady herself before launching into her explanation. “The silver flame is called the Fire of Death,” she began, her voice calm but tense. “It’s said to be summoned by certain supernatural beings who want to shed their physical form. It’s not a natural flame; it’s created from their own power. The flames burn hotter than anything normal and are as intense as the strength of the being who summons them.” The room went still as her words sank in. Caitlyn felt a cold shiver run down her spine, the gravity of the revelation sinking in. She glanced at Matt and Theo, their jaws tight with the memory of seeing Charlotte consumed by those very flames.

“Now, the reckoning must be fulfilled.” Kaela’s pulse thudded. “Define reckoning.” He raised a hand, and across the fracture sky, a new constellation blazed—a triangle of stars spiraling into themselves. “The Era of Echoes ends tonight.” The First Flame stepped forward, and where he walked, time ceased. Literally—blades of light and waves of motion simply stopped existing in his wake. “You will either burn as offerings... or stand beside me as flames reborn.” Ethan flared with power. “We’re not offerings. And we don’t kneel.”

Her throat and tongue were also hurt by the fire. "That thing... It shouldn't be in here." Santi murmured." That fire. That flame. The one that the Viscount's family used was the Flames of Gehenna. The Flames of Gehenna were the most dangerous of all the fires. And only a handful of people could control the Flames of Gehenna. Truthfully, if the Flames of Gehenna were used, everyone would be devoured and nothing would remain. With just a whisp of the wind, a small Flames of Gehenna could expand depending on the wind that was controlled.

I let out a hollow laugh as I heard Benedict's explanation. "Benedict, spare me the nonsense. If things were really as you said, I might feel wronged, but I wouldn't be divorcing you over it. "Do you think I don't know? When a firefighter is faced with a life-or-death choice, the protocol is to save the closest person first. I was clearly nearer to you. Celestine was lagging far behind because she ran slower. Yet, you didn't even look at me—you went straight to her.

Elders parted for him “Peace is not the absence of danger, Flame. It is the root that grows even when storms occur. What you sealed was not simply a gate. It was memory of blood” They followed him, passing through archways of twisted vine and moss covered stone. “You carry the Flame,” Thorne said without looking back. “But do you know where it was lit?” Crystal slowed. “Elira…” “No,” Thorne cut in, voice colder. “Elira was never the first. She was merely the first to claim ownership. The Flame predates her, predates the wolf packs, predates even the division of earth and sky. It is older than all of us. What she twisted was only a fraction.”

🌑 Chains of Eternity The chamber was gone. There were no walls anymore—only an endless whirl of black and broken glass, shards of light reflecting faces that were not theirs. The reflections multiplied with each heartbeat, spreading like cracks across reality. Chains rattled from a dozen Kaels, axes rose from a dozen Branns, blades gleamed in countless Serises’ hands, and the soft, ruinous glow of endless Lioras pulsed like a funeral hymn.

It was just like our marriage, which once seemed unbreakable but was now nothing but lies and betrayal. I stood where I was, watching the fire grow smaller and smaller until the last ember was extinguished. I felt no nostalgia or reluctance, only calm and relief. I then picked up my suitcase and took a taxi to the airport without looking back.