9 Eternal Flames Novels & Stories

“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.”

Ember The cathedral was still burning. Blood soaked the altar steps. Smoke curled like dying spirits through the fractured stained glass. The air stank of charred flesh and old faith. And Orion… he stood in the center of it all. A god of vengeance, cloaked in ruin. Dark eyes burning like cold stars, hands slick with blood that didn’t shake. He didn’t tremble. He didn’t speak. He just watched me, like I was the only thing left in the world worth protecting.

Garren chuckled. We left the camp and headed towards our destination. Only three more days and we would be there. During our trek, I had finally learned what the Everlasting fire mark was. It was like a bond similar to what my parents had. But this was more potent. It made us more than soul mates. Unlike the mate bond, though, the farther apart we were, the more chaos it brought to the world. The more we fought it, the more it pulled us together until we were mad with lust for one another. But, in a sadistic way, I found relief in it. Found it satisfying to know I wouldn't be the only one going crazy.

Rail struggles to find a way out of the circle of fire that can never be defeated. According to the legends of hell and the ancestors of the previous demon kings, the fire that Asmodeus is currently using is the eternal flame that he stole from his father which should have been passed down to Lucifer. The fire comes from heaven, not many know that heaven also has a fire source. This fire is not hot, but if used by the wrong person, it will turn very hot and difficult to extinguish.

Lexie's POV A week later, Daniella was gone. I didn't hold a funeral for her according to her will. Instead, I buried her in the place she had chosen before she passed. There was a lake in front of it, where the sunset could be seen. In the spring, tiny blue and pink flowers would bloom. She didn't suffer much when she died. I cried as I kept telling her I was sorry, but she just smiled and said, "I've already forgiven you."

“No, not that—anything but that!” The Goddess raises her hand, and the mists split open beneath him, revealing a pit of fire so vast and endless it seems to stretch into forever. The flames are not earthly—they are white-hot, devouring soul and shadow alike, a blaze that burns without end.

James looked at him and said, "Pray tell." Jace explained, "Based on the Heavenly Path's information, the flames of Mount Flames are extremely unique. They are the Flames of Samadhi from the alchemy furnace of the Grand Holy Master in the Ancient Heavenly Court Age. An accident caused the Flames of Samadhi in the alchemy furnace to spill, causing them to splash all over the area and form Mount Flames. Countless years have passed, and though the power of the flames was a shadow of their former selves, they were nonetheless still terrifying. Legend has it that true Flames of Samadhi can burn even a Grand Emperor." Jace briefly explained the origins of Mount Flames.

He said softly, patting her shoulder while looking into her eyes. He leaned closer to her, inhaling her intoxicating scent as if she were his oxygen. His hand clutched her slim waist while another hand was making patterns on her thigh, creating a tickling sensation in her. She looked into his amber eyes. There's something about that gaze of his, which she'll never find in another man. As if at that moment, their souls have made a bridge. That's all she ever needed to connect. A love that's burning inside of him, the sort that goes for eternity.

Moreover, I asked him to inform Aliana of her friend's freedom, so that her distress might subside. Understanding the arduous task of seeking Aliana's forgiveness, I decided to acquire some flowers before returning to my chambers. Fully aware of her anger towards me, I planned to offer them as a token of appeasement. I engaged a florist to carefully select a bouquet of roses and have them delivered to my quarters within the palace.

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