A Moth To Flame Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Chapter 24 I breathed again before I stepped into the wooden arc gate and when I finally entered it, the wooden arc gate became like a magical tunnel and I was shocked when a blue flame clung to my dress when it suddenly appeared, I would have retreated when I noticed I was not hurt and the blue flame went up in my clothes and everything it went through turned black. The blue flame did not reach my skin but my dress and the flower I was holding eventually turned black.

" Her lips were read closely and just after her words, the ground cracked open as it was seen, she channeled the flames of hell, from hell and rained it down on anything, thus everything in the forest. The yells of Hades engulfed the atmosphere. Thus, the fire burnt everything it came in contact with. After this, no one, not a soul was seen. Sight travails across as it caught one last and final scene, just as Maria's visions showed, the unknown street where she had her Foot walking across. Sight zoomed into a sheet that as seen was already printed by an unknown and tagged as "Missing!" Embodying the people, John, Khloe, Maria and Butt. Lights Fade BORN BY POWER CHAOS AND APOCALYPSE CHAPTER 3

I hold my hands out to my sides, and I call the flames to me. The flames stop lapping in the wind and freeze against the night sky. As I continue to hold my hand out to my sides, the flames come to my body, entering through my chest. It doesn't burn like I expect the flames to. It actually feels like shards of ice digging into my skin. Once I am sure the flames around the hospital have retreated enough, I head to the town square. I know that is where I will find my past self to help me put out the flames.

And I drown inside her with no intention To come above for salvation. She shines as bright as the moon. When she comes for me with a moan Once our souls became one I realize A Flame can be of course. Fettered by the honey. He sang the song ‘You are my FLAME’, the one he said he wrote on the night with me at the lake house. I was a bit shy and blushed, listening to it but I managed by clapping excitedly once he finished singing the song with his beautiful, smooth, silky voice.

My head snaps up just as Ryder glares at me, his fangs flashing like silver in the firelight. Jace! Snap out of it! We have to move! His massive head presses against my shoulder, shoving me upright, breaking me from the trance. A switch flips in my mind, and suddenly, my body responds—driven by raw instinct, by survival. We sprint down the hall, flames licking at our fur, the searing heat biting at our skin with every step. Smoke coils around us, thick and suffocating, but we push forward, weaving through the wreckage of burning furniture and shattered glass. The walls groan, weakened by the relentless inferno, as more Molotovs shatter, their liquid fire exploding into new, raging blazes.

She was about to touch the flame to see if it is even real but Theo stopped her hand. "It might not feel hot but as soon as you touch it, you'll feel twice the pain of being burned and electrocuted at the same time then you will die after a few seconds because the flame will suck your life." Theo said seriously and slowly let go of her hand. Maddie winced as if she could feel what Theo had just described. Now she understands why he said that this place is somehow dangerous. "What is this place, anyway?" Maddie just focused her attention to the garden. She looked around and she forgot for a moment the danger of the fountain when she saw the butterflies flying literally around her. She giggled

As I attempted to crawl out of the flowers, new sounds began to harmonize; screams, howls, and cries for help terrorized me. I clawed at the ground; dirt and soot caked underneath my nails. I was desperate to escape the menacing choir. Fire licked my skin, and I screamed for help. Sobs escaped lips as flaming branches fell on me from above. The smell of burning flesh was the only thing that consumed me as everything went dark. ~~~ “...” “...” “...” Shaking and a muffled voice tried to coax me to open my eyes. I squinted my eyes, silently pleading with myself to give in to the unknown person. They lightly patted my cheek and rubbed my forearm, attempting to wake me up completely.

Chapter 41: The First Night The fire in the stone hearth crackled with a mocking warmth. It cast long and dancing shadows against the walls where the severed heads of beasts stared down at me with glass eyes. I sat in the heavy velvet armchair facing the door. My knuckles were white where I gripped the iron fire poker.

“But I want you to wait for me.” His silence cut deeper than steel. But he nodded. And I turned. The scroll felt heavy. I knelt in the center of the fire-ring and unrolled it. Ancient words burned into view—alive, shifting. I spoke them aloud. Each word sliced deeper. Each word peeled something away—my fear, my fire, my self. I saw everything: My mother on her knees, bloodied and praying. Derrick’s betrayal in Victor’s silent shadow. The First Flame—pure, unbroken, screaming for a vessel.