Fire Lord Sozin Novels & Stories

Solana is surrounded, a necromancer who obviously isn't fascinated by her, a vampire a mortal enemy, and the foxes, the zealots, the vermins. "The fog began to thicken and Solana's vision is busted. A blade was thrown at her, her reflexes are good enough to avoid being slashed. The blade's temper line is sharp and it could cut a person's head by just simply swinging it, what more if it's being thrown by a big bad fox. The fact that the blade that Foire was holding is made out of silver. "Don't hide, you bastards," Solana said hat provoke, well, Foire. He has the least temper amongst all in the circle. He came at Solana with his blades on fire. Solana hates fire, she has always hated fire.

“If you could summon the Fire God León de Fuego, would you still be able to dream?” “Have you met that god before? Heard he's extremely scary.” At the mention of the Fire God León de Fuego, Palomas Blancas trembled in fear. In the world of youkai, the Fire God León de Fuego represents doom. Since a thousand years ago he alone razed the world of youkai, slaying 10,000 youkai, this legend is the most feared curse in the world of youkai. Any youkai just need to hear this name, cold spines, hands, and feet are also cold.

Thorne waved a hand dismissively as if the answer to the question Julian posed wasn't important, "what did your attacker look like." "We didn't see anything but we were attacked by fire," I responded pointedly. "And ice," came Julian's soft murmur. Thore opened his hand, an orange flame illuminating his palm, "I harness Hellfire. No matter how fast you think you are, the moment you touch it you will burn to ash. Hellfire is the strongest type of fire so it's the only defense a Hellhound needs. No Hellhounds I know can harness water." "I don't trust you."

It's a breathtaking sight, one that fills me with awe. As I watch in amazement, Loic enjoys my awed reactions, a smile playing on his lips. The fire engulfs his arm, a shimmering veil of warmth and light, and my concern bursts out. "Loic, be careful! The fire...it could hurt you!" He chuckles softly, his voice filled with reassurance. "Don't worry, Isa. Fire cannot harm me, I was born from the flames." With a wave of his hand, the flames dissipate, leaving his arm unscathed without a single blemish.

The amnesia is gone, the backfires are gone, and the fire in my blood answers only to my sovereign command. I pull the geothermal furnace from the absolute roots of my core, directing the massive column of energy through my right palm. I don't unleash a wild, destructive explosion. I launch a perfect, stabilized wave of white-hot Southern Fire that streaks across the frozen river like a line of targeted lightning.

She really wanted a solution to this, and if she could get her proof, she could have the case reopened and get her job back. “Just out of curiosity, did you ever find the second victim?” China asked and Zina shook her head negatively. “The building got burnt to the ground. There is no way she would have survived it unless...” Zina trailed off as a realization dawned on her. “Unless she started the fire.” China completed Zina's sentence, an evil grin on her face. “That has to be it. If that's truly the case then...”

" Gideon pondered over this information. Knowing that beyond Mount Immortal lay the Zonia Sect's territory in Neroxia sparked some ideas in him. During the battle in the Spirale Clan city, Gideon had witnessed Yohan wielding a celestial flame known as Karmic Bloomfire. If he managed to acquire Karmic Bloomfire and fuse it with his inner core, his Solar Titan Physique would transform once more, reaching the third tier. His power would be enhanced yet again. Both Yohan and Pope of Light possessed a white flame within their consciousness known as the Light's Fire. Gideon had firmly set his sights on obtaining these two divine flames.

The Sun Pack’s power was a parasitic beauty: a gift that required a permanent anchor to remain safe. "That is why I am here: Ignis," I said, my hand finding Killian’s. "The tempering is not a weakness. It is the only thing that keeps the fire from becoming a void." Ignis bowed his head: a formal acknowledgment of our rule. "The High Ward of Pyrrhos acknowledges the Sovereign Triage. We will join your fleet. We will be the flame that lights the way into the deep reach."

He added quickly, angrily, as if hating the softness in himself: “Don’t make me regret it.” Then he turned away, leaving Elara with the unspoken truth burning between them— The Fire King was not cold. He was burning too hot to touch.

My heart started beating faster and the tingling sensation on my arms grew rapidly. " I'm… I'm " I stuttered backing up some steps. Sebastian sprinted towards the boy who lay unconscious on the ground. He placed two of his fingers on the guy's neck probably to check his pulse. He quickly proceeded to dial a number on his phone. " I … I didn't mean….I didn't want to kill him, I'm so … I'm so sorry. He just came at me...and ...and I just snapped…." My voice trembled seeing Sebastian's reaction.