Blackfire Starfire Costume Novels & Stories

It engulfed the white marble tombstone that belonged to his ancestors, leaving cracks and scorch marks on the surface. His entire body shook from fury. He shoved Shane, who was trying to support him, aside and screamed, "Are you paying respects to my ancestors or trying to burn them? Where the hell did you get the guts to start a fire in a forest? I paid you to host a simple ceremony, and this is what you came up with?" Shane was completely flabbergasted. His mind went blank as he watched the flames continue to set the mountain alight. He removed his jacket and tried to put out the fire, but he was forced to retreat when a scorching wave of heat washed over him. The ends of his fringe had al

After a tense silence, Thomas finally sounded utterly defeated. “That’s enough! Stop! The rescue team is already on the way! “Just… go around, don’t come this way.” I exhaled sharply and yanked the wheel, turning the car around. I had gambled right. However, moments of relief were immediately replaced by a wave of heat even stronger than before. Smoke burned in my lungs, and all I could hear was the relentless crackling of the fire. I fought to control the car, spinning through flames and smoke, gripping the wheel with every ounce of strength.

he paused midway when he thought crossed his mind, “Wait, is there a thing like black fire?” She lowered her gaze and hardly shook her head. “It’s a curse. If you accidentally wield a black fire, you have to control it no matter what. No other faeries from Erganiv must know about your peculiar attribute. Because that black thing will destroy you and every living thing you encounter.” Eleand just agreed. He felt too weak to argue. He suddenly sensed the heaviness of his eyelid. He dozed off again. When he woke up, he was lying on soft hay in the shadow of an enormous magnolia tree. It was full of pink flowers; other petals fell when the wind touched them and landed on his body.

That was hers. She clung to it. Fed it every ounce of fear, anger, love, and desperation she had. And slowly, the spark grew. White fire bloomed in her chest, rushing through her veins until her whole body glowed beneath her skin. Her eyes snapped open, blazing with silver-white flame. The hybrids staggered back as the campfire roared higher, drawn into her glow. The storm above parted in a perfect circle, revealing a sky streaked with alien constellations.

"Huu...Panther: Red Star Convergence" General Siwa's words were like a magic spell, for the star on her right glove suddenly came alive. The star leapt off the surface of the glove and integrated into General Siwa's forehead. Like a well lit lamp it stood between her eyebrows and illuminated the face of the one it beheld. General Siwa's eyes assumed the crimson color of the star once it was established on her forehead, and her power grew by twofold! Her expression became one of neutrality, and she struck out another fist!

Just as Rori thought she couldn't take anymore she saw the large figure in the distance,it was walking into the fire. She screamed again. “help me please,” the shadow reached out and grabbed her wrist, she looked down and the flames had disappeared from her arm but the thing holding her was hideous, it had long clawed fingers and was covered in what looked like blood red scales the color was so dark it was easily mistakable for charcoal black and she started to scream louder, the arm began to shake her as she screamed and thrashed against it.

The scent of pine and burning sage lingers in the air, meant to purify the moment. I stand near the fire, my heart pounding. My dress is deep crimson, the colour of passion and permanence. The bodice is fitted but not restrictive, embroidered with silver thread in the shape of swirling star patterns. A flowing cape falls from my shoulders, edged with Misfit and Starlight symbols-proof that two worlds are becoming one. Lyric, Luna, and Selena stand beside me, each adorned in dresses of dark blue and silver, their hair braided with tiny moonstone beads.

Lucifron was the son of the King's General, and next in line to command the royal troops. He was stoic and devoid of emotions. He used his days to train and become even stronger than his father, and he occupied his free time in the company of his only friends, with whom he managed to open his soul. Hanna with her fire dragon, Argenta. Nymphe with her elemental water dragon, Hydra. Dalkor and Valdar, the only fated fireheart couple between them, with their elemental fire dragons, Reese and Kai.

His extended ears were covered with silver fur and through his wavy silver locks, there was a tattoo of a green, vertical eye. Next to him were placed a pair of white-gold gauntlets and leather boots. He wore a pitch-black robe with silver embroidery over the ends of the sleeves and the hems of the robe and pants. Unlike the ceremonial robes he received previously, the Starry Black Majestic Battle Robe had a shorter length and the pants were baggier. Not only that, the clothes seemed to be made of spiritual materials in the sense that nothing stuck to them. Unless torn and ruined, Chen could practically wear them for as long as he wants!

"Elena, the entire city has been turned into a 'Null-Zone.' If you go in there, your 'Holy Fire' will be like a flare in a dark room. Every Husk within five miles will home in on your heartbeat." "Then I'll just have to make sure my heart doesn't skip a beat," I said, checking the seals on my makeshift tactical gear. I had traded my charred leather for a suit of "Stealth-Silk"—a prototype fabric that absorbed light and heat, originally designed to help wolfless spies move through the Blackwood forests. I looked at Leo and Ace. They were standing by the transmitter, their faces grim. They weren't crying. They were soldiers now, a transformation that was the cruelest "face-slap" of all.