Fire And Lightning Novels & Stories

It suddenly jumped a few meters away to dodge the fire, and as a result, the fire hit a big tree and instantly burned it into ashes. Winsome Widow was shocked inside that the power of the flame was as powerful as that of those skills of hers. Lei Bao rushed forward and struck out a violent thunder ball. The giant wolf opened its mouth and spat out a fireball. The two balls collided and exploded. The thunder and lightning flashed in the horrible flames and crushed all the rocks and ancient trees around. Lei Bao pounced on the giant wolf and smacked its head with thunder and lightning flashing around his palm. There was a sound of metal on metal immediately.

“Time to light these mother fuckers up” was the only thing we heard before Raina rained chaos. My mate was going to be the death of my sanity. Lightning flew from the sky, hitting the patrolling rogues and trees, lighting the trunks and leaves on fire within seconds. Men started screaming, running to their fallen companions while some tried to put out the fires. Raina made sure not to hit any too close to the camp in case one of the tents caught.

The flames climbed higher and higher, almost touching the sky. Dark clouds covered the sky. The lightning struck. Crackling thunder echoed in the air. The clouds rumbled. The light of the orange flame fell on the dark clouds and made it appear red. First moving winds increased the intensity of the flame. The first drop of rain hit the ground followed by many. Soon heavy rain was pouring down the sky . The rain extinguished most of the fire. Everything was burnt. Black layer was coating the houses.

She smelt of rain. Misha always smelt of flowers. She... She smelt of rain. Suddenly, Axel wished it was raining. * The two figures came closer, Fire and Ice, with the moon shining at both of them, glad that they would meet under Her watchful gaze, smiling when the two clashed finally and would prove once and for all, the power of love itself. Let the magic begin.

“That one, it’s different. It doesn’t come out often. But when it does I can't tell it’s bad.” Mira’s smile faded a little. She looked serious now. “The fire is stronger,” she said. “It’s more dangerous than the lightning. Not just because it burns, but because of what it feeds on.” “What do you mean?” I raised a brow. “It’s tied to your anger,” she said. “But also your pain. Your loss, your rage. The fire in you isn’t just heat, it's emotion made real.” I blinked, unsure of what to say. “So I shouldn’t use it?”

There was a fire place which they made in order to keep themselves warm. All of them where seen gathered around the fire like it was a committee of witches having their meeting, planning on a mission to devour. Each of them was putting on thick article of clothing to help the body warm faster. The cold was much like it was winter. It’s a known phenomenon that areas surrounded by water are most often cool especially the cool breeze that makes one thing that he or she was about to freeze. That’s because, during the day, the sun heats hard on the ground producing heat that helps warm the rivers, then at night, the river produced immense cool breeze that helps to keep the ground cold. It exhibit

Lightning is the reason for haste. No one knows where she came from in the darkness. And where did she disappear to? And where will it reappear And with what force. But lightning is different. Might hurt a little Or maybe kill. Can give a spark Or maybe burn everything. Thunder is the harbinger of lightning, Thunder can deafen Paralyze all living things The weak of heart is to be killed. Lightning and thunder - that's success in battle. But more intelligent Who escapes the fight He is truly intelligent

LEON It’s raining heavily, freezing water pouring down in violent torrents from the angry sky. The earth beneath my feet rumbles as an angry roar of thunder bellows through the night. My breath comes out in short pants as I dash through the empty streets, the darkness illuminated by the bright, thick swirl of red and orange in my peripheral vision on both sides. All the houses that line the street are consumed by fire, the downpour acting as fuel to the flames instead of putting them out.

He’s alive with power, and it ignites a fire within me. With a ferocious battle cry, I charge forward, spinning and slashing through the enemy ranks, my heart beating in time with the rhythm of the storm. I feel invincible, the rain running off my fur. The enemies before me falter, their resolve crumbling as they witness the onslaught of lightning that River conjures. It’s mesmerizing, terrifying, and utterly exhilarating.

My mother's glow surged in answer. The shadows screamed, recoiling from the blaze that leapt between the three of us; storm, ember, flame. "No more chains," I whispered. And I let the fire break. It erupted outward, not just from me, but from us all. Kieran's storms fused with my ember, my ember with my mother's flame. Gold lightning tore through the cavern, shattering roots, scorching shadow into nothingness. The voices wailed, shriveling like smoke in the dawn.