Fiery Wrath Pokemon Novels & Stories

It felt like someone grabbed my heart and squeezed. The suffocating pain made my vision blur black at the edges. "Ginny! Daddy's here! Wake up!" I screamed until my throat tore, snatching up a brick from the ground and slamming it against the driver-side window. A loud crack split the air. Spider web fractures spread across the glass. The moment she saw me smashing the window, Shanon's shrill voice pierced the air. "Leomund! Have you lost your mind?"

And there is nothing in this world left for me to live for. I pull all of my hatred into my fire, I pull every ounce of my father’s Alpha aura that I inherited into my body and then I send a blast of fire and fury so strong that it lights up the sky around me and sends dragons tumbling through the sky. The royals on the ground and others nearby scream as they burn alive in my fire. I watch as Faeler falls from Kenzo’s back, landing on the ground near the other scorched royals. I send a blast of fire at him, watching him burn alive. I ignore Kenzo’s scream of pain. I can’t save him now.

I gazed into his dark eyes, staring distinctively at the tides of fear. How had he gotten his right hand cut despite the amount of people here? Such a fatal cut that kept dripping had to either be new or have a very strong technique attached to it. “Kyle,” I grabbed him by the hand. He groaned, the cut now glowing with flames emanating from his flesh. I smelled sword aura; flame sword aura to be precise. It was rare and could only be harnessed by elemental, rare, and strong wolves who had ki and could beat the heat produced.

Mom agreed, “That is true with werewolves.” I sat at the table, just thinking to myself, just wondering if I was going to get to test my theory. I wondered if ice spears would kill a warlock. Willow yawned loudly in my head, “I was wondering when I would get a chance to help you. The ice spears will kill the warlocks. I know, because I’m the one who holds your elemental powers. Singarti just likes to take the credit and I don’t care to let her. I’m not here for power. I’m here to keep you alive and safe.” I chuckled, “Thank you for trying to live peacefully with her. I know it’s not easy.” Willow huffed, “You got that right. Anyway, you can also use your wind power to throw them. If you make

"Nothing is impossible! It's high time you accept your fate, you old git! Take this! The Phoenix Sky Fist!" Leon merely scoffed at him. The next moment, he directed one last attack at Wulfric in the form of his most powerful move—the Phoenix Sky Fist, a sage technique belonging to the Heavenly Class! A cloud of pulsating energy charged straight toward Wulfric, without any mercy toward his cries of horror! Its sole intent was to destroy him and put an end to this battle!

"Surely, you've heard of their existence-" "No, Master Miller!" Scarface screamed, but calmed himself and continued, "Pardon my rudeness, however, that person is not a demonologist. Demonologists summon demons to fight for them. These demons' fires are also green or purple depending on their rank, b-but that mage…" "What about him?!" Marcus couldn't help but raise his voice. Scarface's stuttering was really starting to irk him.

He glared at Drake who returned the hostility with same passion. "Why? You need another scar?" Drake asked with a smirk, "Aren't I enough for you?" "Try me!" Jayce sneered, hands already on his gun. "Jayce..." Julian called warningly. Jayce composed himself and muttered a sorry before going back to his earlier posture.

"Let's get to work." Tate walked in wearing his training gear and glanced at his wrist watch and then looked at me. He was about to get the shock of his life because he had no idea that Ember was back and so were my powers. He smirked at me. "Come at me Freya and show me what you've got because I want to see your determination." I nodded quietly. I stretched out my fingers and released a wave of flames sending them in his direction and I saw his eyes widen in shock.

Everyone retreats. - You are a dragon and your strength comes from fire, the phoenix is ​​a bird of fire, I am the soul of fire. I don't burn, but I make it burn. I don't burn, but I can burn you. Your dragon fire doesn't affect me, but my fire can burn you. – the kitsome says, in her ghostly voice. Then it disappears, leaving only Sophia. - Didn't you say that your kitsome hadn't appeared yet? That you were still very young? – Lucifron asks in amazement.

"I'm not intimidated by your title or your power, Alpha Sage. And I won't be bullied into submission." "You're making a mistake, Lyra," he hissed, his breath hot against my ear. "You're playing with fire, and you'll get burned." I smiled, confidence burning within me. "I'm not afraid of the flames, Sage. And I won't back down." He just stood there, his eyes blazing with anger and frustration. Feeling his burning stare mentally strip me and I’d be lying if I said he didn’t have an intimidating look, but I wasn’t going to let him win.