Blue Fire Real Novels & Stories

... A phone call almost got me killed in a fire. I burst out of the flames, clutching a terrified cat. Outside, beside the geared-up firefighters, there were a bunch of familiar faces. They laughed, calling me the ultimate simp. Leading the pack was none other than my childhood friend, Colin Porter. He had called me an hour ago, claiming he was dying in a fire. Now he was unscathed, spotless. I realized this was just another prank of his.

But now, Fenrir has returned—and his eyes are blue. Not just any blue. A brilliant, vibrant, electric blue that doesn’t merely glow—it moves, swirling like a live current of energy, as if lightning itself pulses within them. My mind stumbles over the impossibility, struggling to process what I’ve just seen. This isn’t normal. It isn’t natural. Is this some side effect of Fenrir being locked away for so long? Has his isolation twisted him into something else entirely? This can’t be real.

This is getting very interesting. “I hate when they do this.” Kaleb states. All of a sudden, Mykenzie and Kylani are engulfed in shifting blue/green fire. They flash their eyes at Emerald, and within seconds she is engulfed in purple flames. “I fucking knew it,” Kylani yells.

He was staring at me before he barked out loud. “You? You as the real heir? Oh, I don’t think this day would get better and better but you are delusional, human. Don’t you know who are you protecting right now? She’s Blue Blood and if you don’t know what it was, let me educate you. It’s the closest thing to a Vampire. So tell me, Timmy, don’t you afraid of Vampire?” He asked as I was looking at him before I turned to look at Sabel. She smiled.

“How many people have you killed, Blue... Iris?” Her eyes suddenly widened, lips parted, then she gulped, but the gun remained pressed against my groin. “H-how d-did you know?” Her question was hesitant and wary. Huh! I could distract her. “My mom had a flower shop. Of all the flowers, she chose iris to bring home every day and placed it in my room. As annoying as it is, I liked the blue one. Your eyes are blue like an iris flower. They remind me of her.”

Or perhaps the source of the light diminished. In front of her was endless fire but the fire turned blue after she entered. Merindale could spot movement inside the fire. There was something living , trapped in there. Horrified, Merindale ran towards it, completely oblivious to the fact that blue was the deadliest type of fire and it was quite capable of burning her to ashes. It was perhaps destiny or her strong headed behavior, the sea of fire parted as she ran through. Her feet only paused when she was at the core.

They were all hit by the sparks of that dark blue flame, twirling around their bodies. The sky was suddenly filled with the smell of charred and barbecued meat. "Innate True Fire!" This phrase flashed through Ding Hao's mind. Only the Innate True Fire of a Divine Big Dipper Beast like the Bi Fang would be able to burn everything in the world, so they claimed. It was the only fire that could make a Demon Saint howl so miserably. The Bi Fang was playing dead. What a cunning creature! "Screech!" The next moment, a stream of flowing light shot up the sky. As expected, the dying Bi Fang seemed to be reborn in the fire, its entire body burning with a sky-blue flame, like a sharp arrow shooting acr

“No, this… this isn’t real. It can’t be real.” Alex reached out instinctively, his hand brushing Blue’s arm. The touch sent a jolt through him—familiar, grounding, terrifying. “It’s real,” Alex murmured, his voice a steady anchor in the chaos. “And we don’t have time to waste.” Blue’s breath came in ragged bursts as panic clawed at his throat. He wanted to scream, to fight, to tear down the walls of this suffocating reality. But beneath the fear, a spark flickered—a spark of something fierce and unyielding. A spark that refused to be snuffed out.

Even wrapped in Alexander’s arms, her mind spun with Celeste’s revelations, the undercurrents of secrets she’d barely begun to comprehend, and the new questions about the fire that had turned her apartment and the remnants of her independence into smoke. By morning, she was already in the study, reviewing the preliminary investigation report Celeste had delivered in a discreet black folder sealed with the Drake crest. Her hands trembled as she flipped through pages filled with grainy surveillance stills, emails between Genevieve’s assistant and a man identified only as “R. Mun.” According to Celeste’s brother’s security team, “T. Cho” was short for Tae-min Cho, a cousin of the assistant and

Red spat. I guess he's still in a bad mood. Lee began to release bullets into the other vehicles, shattering the glass and destroying the tyres. "Yeah...... that's a piece of my baby" Lee said, stroking his gun. Red rolled his eyes. They weren't following us any longer. We'd managed to escape. "Where are we going?" I asked. "Seattle" "Wait-what?! No way! That's like one million miles away!" I exclaimed "Then, get ready cuz you're in for a heck of a ride"