Alexa Bliss Firefly Funhouse Novels & Stories

On the day that Mira decided to bring back Lila so many things had happened. The training of the twins accelerated. Alexandra has achieve another power of camouflaging, she can fool anyone of her presence but not Brianna who knows her scent even when she is not visible. She also have the power to blink. She can transport herself from one place to another in a blink of an eye. This made Mira worried because this power is typical to have been practice by evil witches. She also have the ability to create a fireball.

But it was visible and evident of Max. Two swords cannot stay in one shield so how could two people who had equllay fiery personalities? The balance of the world works on water and fire. Calm and angry. Seph’s POV The dinner table was lit, and it glistened like a Christmas dinner night. The only beautiful thing was that Ayla was dressed up in a princess dress and she looked too cute. Alex was here as well only Roxanne was missing. She must be sitting in her room waiting for anyone to come and convince her. Attention seeker. Bitch.

[heavy single gasp] What the… [gasping continues] “Where am I?” “What happened? “ I don’t understand what’s happening and I can’t process everything right now. I have to catch my breath. [slowly calms] I look around to see the place and I am sure I am not in my house. This place… looks like a condominium… yes, I am right. The blinds are open and the sunlight is flashing through the transparent big glass wall and I am probably on a high floor.

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

I felt the weight of everyone’s gaze, Alex and Elysia watching from the clearing edge, Remy stepping closer, silent as always. Remy’s eyes narrowed. “Frostfire,” he said softly. “It hasn’t appeared in generations.” I blinked at him. “Frostfire?” He nodded slowly. “A rare manifestation of Phoenix energy. Powerful. Unpredictable. Dangerous if left unchecked.” The flames pulsed once, then collapsed into nothing, leaving frost on the ground, shimmering faintly in the sunlight. My breath came in quick, sharp bursts. “You’re… extraordinary,” Twix murmured, studying me carefully. “You’ve inherited something beyond anyone’s expectations.”

He lies, promises fake futures, and when he gets bored, he throws them away. Lisa doesn’t see it. And why would she? She looks at the world like it’s not out to get her. She could make any man fall for her, especially someone pathetic enough to rely on flattery like Brooke. But he isn’t getting near her. Not when I’m in the picture. If I can’t have her, no one will. Call me a selfish bastard, I don’t care. I wear that title like a crown. Then came the moment I could get the reason to fire her. She stared at me with fire in her eyes. Not fear. Not submission. Fire.

I exclaimed, pointing towards the ethereal creatures illuminating the surroundings. His eyes followed my gaze, and a smile spread across his face. "They're beautiful, just like you, Mia." Feeling a sudden surge of playfulness, I whispered, “I heard that if you catch a firefly, you'll be granted a wish." Jonathan's eyes widened with curiosity. "Is that so? Well then, let's try our luck." With childlike excitement, we both extended our hands, palms open, hoping to catch one of the glowing insects. The fireflies flitted around us, their lights flickering in a tantalizing game of hide and seek.

A chill ran through me as I stared at him in disbelief. Seeing the terror in my eyes, Tucker curled his lips into a knowing smile. Panic took over me, every fiber of my being screaming to push him away and run. But my body refused to cooperate. The fire inside me had barely dimmed, leaving my body limp and unresponsive. I grabbed his tie, my attention drawn to the flush creeping over his ears. "Can you take me home?" I asked. Reading my unspoken request, Tucker quietly began to remove my clothes. "Tucker… No…"

The thought of giving the flame exactly what it wants , makes the butterflies in her fly much more chaotic than before. Then…she enters the flame. It hurts much more than she had imagined it would , but does she love it? Yes, she does. She feeds of the exotic emotions she feels while the fire eats at her wings. She relishes the exotic emotions – the frisson – she feels when the fire takes controls of her lowly life. This excitement – it makes her life less boring , less dull. It brightens up her dull existence , with a life span that ends quickly. So with every passing second , she tries to memorize this feeling. She tries to capture this moment in her head , so that she may revisit it whene

She sat on the kitchen counter and drank the smoothie which just tasted like honey and strawberries. "Come here." Beau whispered to her as he came back from her room. "Close your eyes and let me guide you." "Okay." She let him lead her into the bedroom and sit her down. "You can open your eyes now." She did so and gasped. "Oh goodness!" "Lower your voice you'll wake Ella up." "Sorry, it's just. Are these actual fireflies?" "No. They are really small lights shaped like fireflies. The floating effect is made by the electric charge on the caps. It's something I've been working on."