Eye Of The Flame Novels & Stories

The person stuttered, "M-Mr. Zalmer… are you saying D-Dr. Zal—Winifred—is your daughter?" Serena ignored the crowd and moved the cursor to play the surveillance footage. In it, I wore a white laboratory coat and wore a surgical mask as I meticulously worked on an experiment. Everything seemed normal. Just then, the glass beaker before me caught on fire without warning. Flames soon shot to the sky as a thick plume of smoke came from the beaker. Upon seeing that, Raiden pointed at the screen and exclaimed, "There! Winifred, you must've done something wrong. Don't worry, though. I can endure your punishment on your behalf!"

He lifted her up and pinned her against the floor-to-ceiling window. I stood in the doorway, frozen to the spot, with my hands and feet feeling ice cold. When the woman finally opened her eyes and saw me, she smirked provocatively. She deliberately teased Brandon right in front of me. "Mr. Foster, next time, why don't we do it at yours and Ms. Pace's house?" "That would be thrilling," he replied. I was so disgusted that I felt like throwing up. I even started wondering if everything in front of me was just some sick illusion.

in my mothers voice. “You’re not real.” I screamed. “Yes we are” a tree growled behind me. I search around I know he’s here somewhere, but where. The only thing here are flowers. That’s it he’s got to be hiding in one of them. I focus on the small flowers around me and one by one they ignite into flames until a small flower barely a foot tall lets out a blood curling scream, a black creature with purple eyes darts out at me. I throw fire balls at him but he’s so tiny and fast I miss every time.

“You’re…you’re her.” “I am The Mother!” As I exclaimed my title, I used my human hand to yank his head back by pulling on his hair. My mouth opened, expelling a purplish-blue flame into Draven’s now gaping mouth. The dragon that was inside him emerged. It looked at me before he bowed. When that dragon looked into my eyes, I felt a connection. I had met it before, but where? When?

A fox man releases thy soul of the red flame royalties, a lone man releases thy soul of the black flame royalty and the green flame royalty releases thy soul of the once beholder of thy flames. Niffa was confused, furrowed, and felt a little longing to seek more. The book’s context was perplexing and too old from the way it was written and the way the writer tells. Rico was confused as well, he knew that the green flame holder was Niffa, but what about the once beholder that the book is talking about? They continued reading the next page, it says,

I shut my eyes, sighing deeply, then tossed the torch into the pyre, red and blue flames engulfed it, blurring my sight because it was the only thing I could see at that moment. I stood there for what felt like an eternity, watching as the flames consumed what was left of my family. Tears blurred my vision, running uncontrollably down my face—until a low, predatory growl shattered the silence behind me. “Mine!”

“In human form, we can create the Blaz Flame and the Cold Flame. Cold Flame is the regular kind of fire which we see in every household. It can burn down a human but supernatural creatures can recover from it. A Blaz Flame is more dangerous. Any area burnt with this flame will result in instant death. Luckily, this flame does not have a long range. It is only for enemies who are up close.” “And the last one?” Anna asks. “The last one-” CRACK! They are startled when they hear the cracking of twigs. Both of them spin around. Anna has her blade out while Lavi is ready to attack with his flames. They can smell the scent of the person. “Nine!” Anna yells. “I can smell you! Come out!” They are sta

CHAPTER 144 Elias stood alone in the darkened chamber, the Eye of First Flame resting in his palms. The relic was ancient, a shimmering orb that seemed to pulse with heat, as though it held the embers of a lost fire inside. Its dark surface reflected his own image, but there was something more to it—something that called to him from deep within. He could feel it, feel the power swirling around him. The Ritual of Rekindling—once forbidden, lost to time—was within his reach.