Dabi Flames Novels & Stories

, he paused. “So, I’m narrating and the both of you are cuddling”, he said jokingly and everyone looked at Bruno and Enola and they separated from each other. ‘As I was saying’, he continued, “So, Omek observed a secret. He noticed that the goddess had something called heart of the river, it looked like a small staff. Without that staff, the goddess would turn to water and the water would overflow. He didn’t know about this issue because when he asked the goddess, the goddess lied that without the staff, she turns to human and the sacrificed victims regains their freedom.

Every flame had its unique use. “You and your smart mouth can go to hell!” Several green flames shot out like cannonballs. They were aimed right at Walter and Chase, who were conversing. Those were the famous Sky Poison Divine Flames. They contained poison. Anyone who came in contact with them would start smoking with green smoke that had a foul smell. Their skin, blood, flesh, bones, and organs would rot. Even after death, the smoke would move onto others. They were known as the most vicious flames. Those flames did not fit in with other types of flames.

Danial didn’t reply. He raised his hand, and a torrent of fire erupted from his body. The flames whipped and spiraled, wrapping tighter around him like coiling serpents until they formed a blazing dome. Gasps rose from the audience as the structure pulsed like a living heart, casting flickering shadows across the arena. The heat it radiated was suffocating, almost surreal. Inside the inferno, Danial stood unburned—his calm, collected form emerging slowly from the wall of fire, a faint smirk on his face.

She had never heard of the White Lily Cold Flame, but the terrifying heat of the flame had her instinctively on alert. Shentel and Debra, who were nearby, jerked forward when they saw the flame. Next to them, Alaric's expression changed as he asked hurriedly, "My dear teachers, what did Darryl Darby summon?" "The White Lily Cold Flame." "The most powerful strange fire in the world," Debra and Shentel answered simultaneously.

Interesting, beyond doubt! And yo, let me put you onto this other lit piece called "Dancing Flames" that Ayana cooked up. Picture yourself chillin' around a bonfire; the vibes are hella high as the flames flicker and dance like they have their own rhythm. The colors? Straight fire, bruh—crimson, gold, and orange poppin' off the canvas like nobody's business.

If she had to make a choice, maybe it would be better to choose Caleb’s life over mine. “This isn’t just any fire. It is the Dragakor Flame, which can kill a God instantly. I am not saying this to scare you, but…” I stopped talking as I dropped to the ground and rolled onto my back to avoid getting hit by a demon. I resumed talking after I jumped back to my feet. “This isn’t something I take lightly.” “I will ask the others if they want to try my idea. If they agree, can you use the flame to take down these creatures?”

He could only kneel in pain as Abe approached him. “I should have killed you earlier” the fallen fire wielder remarked when Abe finally appeared before him. “You should have” Abe assented, not bothering to argue with the man. He clutched his enemy’s neck as though he was holding a chicken to be slaughtered and commanded, “Flames of Hubris”. “Ahhh” the shrill screams of the fire wielder were chilling. He cried in agony as he was engulfed by a stream of blood-red flames. Never in his wildest dreams did he consider that he would die engulfed in flames.

Frowning, she held her head as she stabilized herself while floating. When Diana opened her eyes, she did not know that there was a swirl of flame in her eyes, flickering with sheer power. "Nirvana Flame!" This was the first time that Diana had used this skill. A red flame shot from her palm. It did not stray away from her hands; instead, it swirled around Diana's arms like a snake. "Wow! The lethality of this flame is several times higher than other flame spells I know!” The Phoenix, who started besieging the behemoth, answered. “Of course! My Phoenix fire is second only to the God’s flame!”

Watching this pair of shameless lovers put on such a melodramatic show in front of me almost made me gag. With a mocking sneer, I said, "You should feel guilty. My dear husband chose to save his old flame while leaving his actual wife to fend for herself. If I were to spread the word, do you think the two of you would be drowned in public outrage?" Celestine stiffened for a moment at my words, but she quickly recovered and suddenly lunged toward the wall as if to bash her head against it. "Let me die! Let me die! It's my fault Ophelia got burned. I'll compensate her with my life!"

"These flowers are for you, Grandaunt Cassie and Aunt Rosie." When I saw how happy Mom looked, I regretted not bringing her home earlier. She'd been subjected to insults and mockery with Dad, but at home, she was Grandpa and Grandma's pride and joy. We had a lively meal. Uncle Brad turned on the TV to watch the news. Just then, a breaking news report came on. "A villa belonging to the Gray family accidentally caught fire. Gray Corporation's CEO and Shaw Group's heir are burned after trying to put out the fire."