Blackfire Starfire Costume Novels & Stories

Cat was beside me, and I couldn't stop stealing glances at her. She'd changed into tactical gear—black cargo pants, fitted black shirt, tactical vest. But it was the weapons that made my breath catch. Two daggers strapped to her thighs. Another at her hip. A fourth tucked into her boot. Her Glock holstered at her side. And a small case of tranquilizer darts clipped to her belt. She looked like death incarnate. And God help me, I'd never wanted her more. "Stop staring," she said without looking at me.

I feel whole again as I let a small flame dance over my fingertips. I can’t resist. I run outside and create the largest fireball I’ve ever made and throw it straight into the stream causing steam to rise from the surface, I’m back baby. I put on a well fitting pale blue dress that looks like it is made of ice, the back is covered. Not because of the cold but because I want Scott to think I'm still weak., I don't need to worry about the cold anymore, not now that my flames are back.

They were that predictable. "Alexa, turn on Unleash the dragon," Charlotte commanded as she turned off the mixer and added lavender petals and bath salts. Truth be told, she was a little sore after the porn star sex with a near stranger, and her cheeks tinged pink as she quickly shrugged off the borrowed clothes, sinking into heaven. Their behavior bordered on animalistic, and yet she'd felt taken care of, protected even.

Granny, please give me the strength to do this, to do my job as a guardian. Apocalypse was still throwing the black ribbons at me, but they did nothing as the fire fully engulfed me. Apocalypse growled at me. Her upper lip curled upward, showing teeth. I kept walking toward her, I passed a mirror on the wall, my hair was like a fire halo and fluttering like it was blown by the wind. And my eyes were black, but they looked like smoldering coals. I could feel the fire building in intensity in every fiber of my body. It felt like I was charging up the strength and force of the fire to use against Apocalypse.

Emma watched in horror as Long unleashed a wave of fire at the charging Alpha. “No!” She yelled in panic but it was too late. The force of the fire knocked the war beast far away till it crashed into a car which exploded. The show of power stopped the fighting and every was forced to pay attention to the naked dragon lady whose arms were covered in blazing fire. Her eyes were obsidian black with fiery slits. Red scales lined up the spine of back and her nails grew longer and curved.

Chapter 54 Set Fire and Burn by Ruth Nalio Alatap… I crested the hill, out of breath, just in time to see Zander fall to the ground. Angelica stood about ten feet away from them, her body covered in brilliant orange flames, wind whipping all around the crumbling city. I opened my mouth to yell for her to run when tornadoes began to drop all over the city. My eyes widened as her orange flames turned blue and white. What little had been left of her clothes quickly burned away, followed by her skin and muscle, until she was nothing more than a flaming skeleton.

The pupils called out in acknowledgment as they walked to a clearing before retrieving the fireworks to light them up. In the blink of an eye, a firework rushed to the heavens as it burst into a shower of sparks. The Skyburst Firework was a trademark help signal of the True Flame sect—one they only used in urgent situations. Upon lighting the fireworks, Adam ordered his pupils to rest. An hour later, a series of footsteps were heard. It was followed by more than ten True Flame Sect pupils helping a charming figure as she made her way over. The figure was a girl who looked to be around twenty-five years of age. She had beautiful, clear features, and her watery eyes seemed to be able to leave

Her next show wasn’t going to be about silk. It was going to be a reckoning. She named it The Fabric of Fire. — The concept was brutal. Cages made of gold. Models in corsets with blade-like boning. Veils made of shattered glass. Every stitch would tell a story—of betrayal, survival, rage, and rebirth. She designed the finale dress herself. Midnight black. Sheer. Veins of crimson lace. A bodice shaped like armor. And across the chest? Her name, embroidered in silver thread.

She glanced at the bottom of the page where she saw that it was written by, Mariana Victain. “The Supreme Magus?” This got her intrigued to continue reading the entire excerpt. “The treasures of Immortalis are biologically engineered artefacts known as Black Liver and Silver Fangs. Both were created after several experimental failures involving the blood of the innocent and the tainted hearts of the most vicious wild beasts. The key component of crafting these artefacts came from the hidden inscription on the Cronus monolith. This ancient discovery could only be understood by an adept sorcerer known as Olken Vaud.

Star stood from the couch with hatred coursing through her veins. “Star, that isn’t a good idea. They are dangerous people, you will only be endangering your life by trying something.” Star smirked, she was numb to the fear, she had nothing to live for without her family by her side. “Don’t worry about me, just stay the fuck out of my way.” She announced and marched to the door. *** Star stripped off her clothes wearing nothing but a black vest and black leggings with combat boots before smearing her body from head to toe with dirt and spraying the scent neutralizer she got from The Academy on her clothes.