Blackfire Starfire Costume Novels & Stories

The dark part of the story she’d always tried to ignore. “Maya! The locket!” Julian yelled. She glanced at the broken silver locket in her other hand. The last bit of their tech. “If I can’t be the Editor,” Maya whispered, eyes turning black like the scar, “then I’ll be the Fire.” She smashed the locket against the black scar. A wave of darkness exploded out. It didn’t burn things to ash—it just erased them. Glass air shattered. The silver beings flew back like leaves in a storm.

"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!

Cain begins to feel irritated looking at Onyx acting all formal. “Stop acting politely and all formal. It’s disgusting.” Cain says abruptly. Onyx loses his patient and stares at him fiercely. He is boiling with anger. Suddenly, his suit is steaming and gas emits throughout his body. Then, a crimson fire burns the entire suit and traces to his hair. When the fire has burnt out, Onyx appearance has changed. He’s wearing a black hooded-singlet, a black trouser with chain hanging from one of the pocket, and a pair of black leather boots with belts strap all over it. His iris shifts from amber to electric blue.

He sprung away from the door and across the yard putting more distance between him and the attackers. Jack concentrated on a fireball in each hand. They phased from red to orange to yellow and finally to blue. He sent them spiraling towards two of the recovering black clad hybrids. The blue fireballs hit their targets, sending the Alphas flying backwards, but they recovered just as quickly. The black suits, which covered the Alpha's entire body, continued to consume the fire.

The black army has got him on his knees and with a knife to his throat. She has to help them. Indra lights the yellow sunlight in her eyes, and concentrate so intensely it feels like she's going to perish by her own power. The light is becoming brighter and brighter. She turns her gaze to one of the black creatures and hears a sizzling sound erupt from its skin. Within seconds, he catches fire, but the fire quickly fades and gets replaced by thousands of tiny fireflies flickering underneath the black rubbery skin, before bursting into the air as the demon disintegrate and vanish completely.

I throw my arm out, and it slams into Zek’s chest, stopping him from going through the fire into her territory. "You Bitch!" My mate yells in a bone-chilling tone. I see a sickly-looking woman with silver hair. She is wearing a black dress and has weird symbols carved into her skin. Her eyes are a fluorescent yellow, glowing at us. I notice a red stone glowing and dangling from her neck, but I don’t know what it is.

And I couldn't help the naughty thoughts crossing my mind. The girls and I went shopping for our costumes. We decided that this time, we needed to wear something different. Odette always wears the same thing to every costume party or Halloween; vampire or zombie vampire. Starliss is always a sugar fairy. You know, pink to the core with a fluffy bubble skirt and large wings. If she's not pink, she's lavender or yellow. As for me, I'm always the biker with one leg of her oversized nineteenth-century pants cut to my knees. Wearing a concert tee with Anne-Marie's face printed on it, or a skull, skeleton legs or food, a rainbow ripped jacket, and an astronaut helmet. Don't ask me what I am becaus

A firey voice sounded in my ear. I stared pleadingly at the firece damsel; she was wearing a bralett on a frilly skirt with black leggings and a pair of pencil heels. Her shoulder-length black hair was flying around on her face because of the windy atmosphere, her fair skin and her hazel pair of eyes were shining brightly, and she looked extremely beautiful but fiery at the same time. "I'm sorry!" I quickly blurted it out, not wanting to offend the fire lady further. "Please pardon her, Jahi, she has a session with Don Thierry last night that's-"

Just stars, and us, and the low embers from a mesquite fire that refuses to die. We’re in a loose circle again, but this time nobody’s lying down. We’re standing. Shoulder to shoulder. Seras in full Armor of Inferno, helmet off, space buns glowing soft gold. Lucian half-shifted (wings out, eyes electric). Kayo with all nine tails fanned like a battle standard. Rowan in the center, sleeves rolled up, chalk and blood on his fingers from the final circle he just drew around all of us. Remy beside me, braids loose, wearing the black tank I stole from him sophomore year and never gave back.

Malick’s POV Malick was losing his damn mind. There was no other explanation. One second he was walking into Binding Creatures & Spirit Familiars like a normal student, and the next— She walked in. Sierra Vale. Still wearing his shirt under her uniform blazer. Still glowing like starfire and sin wrapped in silk. His brain short-circuited so hard he nearly walked into the doorframe.