Commandment Of Flames Novels & Stories

Alex asked huskily, making me shiver in some unknown desires. "No..nothing." I stammered. Huh! What happened to me? Now why am I stammering? God! I wanna crawl under earth. "By any chance, is she having some kinky thoughts while teasing me?" Alex asked in his sexy voice, turning my ears red in colour. "Gosh! Stop it Alex! You're taking these teasings to the next level!" I exclaimed while fanning my face that's currently feeling hot with his comments. "Your word is an order, your highness!" Alex exclaimed, making me laugh out loud.

" I forced myself to look away from her breathtaking body and focus on the hand she had outstretched to me and then raised my eyes to meet her gaze, which held no trace of her smile. Her eyes tell a tale opposite the proper, posh princess she was trying to portray. Her eyes, a beautiful shade of emerald with brown honey flakes, told the truth. They radiated hatred, anger, and anguish. They showed shimmers of the need for an adventure, the hope for a new beginning, and when my gaze fully met hers, they showed a flicker of desire, of want. They lit a flame deep within me, an inferno that only she would be able to extinguish if I let her close enough. "Hades," I reply, ignoring her outstretched

Thea shook her head and said, “I’m not sure. There weren’t any records in the ancient texts. So we don’t know when the Red Flame Realm began burning nor do we know when the Compassionate Path Master left the Red Flame Realm.” Then, she looked at James and asked, “What do you plan to do now?” “Hold on, let me observe the situation for now.” James had yet to comprehend the situation. In the records of the Flame Art’s Three Fire Transformation, it was written that Ignis was the most powerful fire of Heaven and Earth in the Greater Realms. Ignis was extremely terrifying. Even an Acmean could be killed. Could it be that the Compassionate Path Master tried to create a more powerful Ignis because h

My day has just gone from bad to worse. Heidi pranced over to me like a prized gazelle. Her eyes bore into me making me extremely nervous. While we are on campus, any shifting or use of magic is expressly forbidden unless it is part of a course requirement. Most students, especially the dragons, bend, and even break, those rules. Smacking me hard on the back of my head, Heidi cackled like the witchy bitch she is, “Start running.”

"Is that so?" Chase glanced at the commander coolly. He raised his arm, and the Water-Breaking Sword in his hand flared with blinding flames. "Heaven Burning Finger!" Burning flames spread everywhere as if trying to burn everything in its path. "What move is this? It looks more powerful than before." The commander realized something was wrong as he quickly put up his defenses. However, this move was too fast for the commander to evade, and there was a loud crack.

The flame sputtered, then shot up higher. Gasps echoed around me. Gabriel stepped forward instinctively, but Mother raised her staff, stopping him. “Do not interfere,” she commanded. “This is her test.” “Kimberly!” Gabriel called, worry etched in his voice. “I—I can’t hold it!” I cried. The flame grew hotter, brighter, spiraling dangerously in my palm. Sweat dripped down my temple. “Control it,” Mother urged. “You are stronger than the flame. It is yours to command!”

Syra spoke softly, watching me closely. I closed my eyes briefly. “There was so much occuring when I reached Gabe’s lands,” I explained, opening my eyes to look at her. Syra gave me an understanding look before speaking. “The Sacred Flame is a powerful force that resides inside of you, Evelina. It cannot be commanded or summoned at will. It emerges when your heart is filled with the purest love and the deepest compassion for those around you. Only then can it be unleashed in its full glory. It’s a flame born from your emotions and fueled by your will to protect,” Syra explained seriously.

The arm holding my wrist flexed. “You want it,” he said, voice dropping lower. “You want me to shut you up the only way that works.” “I want you to go to hell.” “No you don't.” he murmured. He stroked me faster, fist tight, using my own precum as lube until the sound turned wet and filthy. My hips kept moving without my permission—small, aborted thrusts into his hand. Shame burned hot under my skin. Hate burned hotter. I could feel how soaked I already was, the head of my cock glossy and dripping onto the floor in slow drops.

The collisions echoed endlessly across the ring. Flames and violent shockwaves exploded everywhere. Even with the protective barrier separating us from the battle, I could still feel the frightening pressure leaking outward. Then suddenly— The Sacred Flame Lycan Lord pointed two fingers directly toward Alpha Damien. His eyes glowed crimson. “Flames of the Underworld…” “Harken to my summons…” “Arise!” The moment the chant ended— A massive pillar of dark crimson flames burst violently from beneath Alpha Damien’s feet. The fire rose like a volcanic eruption swallowing everything around him instantly.

“But what about you? You can’t…” “Go!” I commanded, the word barely a whisper. Alone now, I dragged my bloodied hand across the ground, tracing ancient runes in the blood beneath me. The Lunar Flame, old as the moon itself, forbidden by every realm, stirred in my veins. I had studied the scrolls in secret, knowing one day it might demand this sacrifice. “By blood and will,” I intoned, my voice gaining strength from the power uncoiling inside me, “I summon thee, Lunar Flame. Purge the darkness. Burn away the shadow that devours us all.”