Dark Fire Soldier #1 Novels & Stories

Jade awoke to the sound of a crackling fire and the smell of something cooking. As she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a dark blanket of sky filled with twinkling stars. She sat up, rubbed the remaining sleep from her eyes, and looked around. She saw someone busily tending to a small fire, just a few feet away from her. Could this person be her unnamed rescuer? “You must be hungry.” It was a man. Jade nodded. He held out a small parcel and a ceramic flask with a golden cap.

And within those burning purple flames emerged the colossal figure of my father—the ancient demon of the Moreno bloodline. But the most terrifying sight lay just behind the sun. From the endless void of space, a massive swirl of black smoke tore through reality, resembling a wingless dragon. It was the infamous Black Dragon Legion, known for devouring entire stars. My four-year-old son—Sona—instantly transformed the piece of metal in his hand into a massive laser weapon. His voice was no longer Lucas’s—it carried a deep, ancient resonance. “Mother, prepare yourself. Father isn’t missing. He is inside the fire of the sun, fighting your father. And the Black Dragon Legion is coming to devour o

***AUTHOR'S POV*** Zina stared at the photos on her table as she tried to make sense of everything. The case had been closed for over eight months but she had the feeling that there was more to it than anyone could phantom. The bite marks, the claws, the crime scenes, she felt it was all related to that fire. She brought out the photos of the two students who were the victims of the tragic accident, Swayer Sapphire and Cruella D'vile. She stared at Cruella's photo again and a frown settled on her face.

"Don't come in, Serena! This place is about to blow! You guys need to run!" Raiden was still heading out with Celia in his arms, but he paused when he heard my words. He looked back in disbelief at me. All warmth left his eyes, as though he were looking at a stranger. "How am I now realizing you're so sly, Winifred? "The firefighters will be here and can control the flames in half an hour! What will our colleagues think of me now that you're saying this place will blow up? Can't you be a little more considerate like Celia?"

“If you’re walking into danger, we do it together.” We bumped fists. Just as we moved to leave, shadows surrounded the house. “Well, look who we have here,” one of the men mocked. “Salvador’s prized asset.” These weren’t street thugs. They knew things. “Let’s not make this messy,” I warned. A shot rang out. Dre cried out as he was hit in the arm. He fired back, and chaos erupted. I joined in, adrenaline taking over. Just as things spiraled, Vincent arrived.

Jackson kicked his door open and rolled out just as bullets started pinging against the armored plating. Shadows emerged from the fire. These weren't normal soldiers. One of Arthur's men walked through the flames. His clothes were burning, but he didn't seem to feel it. His eyes glowed with a faint, sick green light. He walked up to a car blocking his way and flipped it over with his bare hands. "They are enhanced," Jackson cursed. He aimed and fired. Bang! The shotgun blast hit the soldier in the chest. He stumbled back, fell... and then stood up again, shaking off the impact like a fly bite.

Sânge Furtună hits the rail that runs straight off our broken balcony and I drop with it, wind roaring in my ears, Hellebore Mist drawn and hungry. The first soldier dives at me, spear leveled for my heart. I flick my wrist. Lightning answers before I do, forks out of clear sky and punches straight through his chest plate. He explodes into wind and feathers. One. Remy is a black-and-gold blur on my left, full dire-coyote, leaping from island to island, tearing wings off with his teeth. Every time he lands, the ground cracks like thunder. Seras is a sunrise with fists, she punches straight through three soldiers at once, armor blazing so hot their armor melts off them mid-scream.

"FUCKING COCK SUCKING ASSHOLE! WHY'D YOU TAKE HAPPY FLOWER'S CLUB ARM!? IS IT A GIFT FOR YOUR MOTHER TO PLEASURE HERSELF WITH!?" Amidst the clash of steel and battle cries echoing throughout the cavern a small woman was gracing the battlefield with her exact thoughts on the soldier's of The Darkness, or one behemoth of a soldier in particular, one who's fist was still died green by the mashed remains of a flower petals still, who still had little bits hanging from his boots when he lift his enormous feet.

I frown when I see Tia is not coming in after me. I close the door when she shakes her head at me. I walk over to his bed and take a seat. “You wanted to see?” I ask. He nods. “Look here, I was thinking I don’t want you telling anyone about what I’m about to tell you.” He makes me promise. I nod. “Okay I won’t tell anyone.” He was worrying me. He opened his mouth to speak but before he could someone opened the door. “Hi sorry to disturb you, but I’m with the Arson investigator squad. I am Fabian Marr.” He introduces himself.

Her bodyguards swarmed me, a flurry of fists and boots coming at me from all sides. I fought back with all my might, but against those muscular men, I was overwhelmed and forced to the ground. I curled up, doing my best to shield myself. Nicole let out a piercing scream and threw herself over me, her small body trying to fend off the blows meant for me. I called out to her weakly, unable to push her away. Desperate, I managed to roll over, pulling Nicole underneath me to protect her. I barely cracked my eyes open, squinting at Simon a short distance away.