Firefist Powers Novels & Stories

When the two fireballs were successfully created by Fang Bai, the man grinned widely at Zhou Fu, one foot stomped on the ground and suddenly there was a huge change in where Zhou Fu was. Zhou Fu had gone fast before he finally felt something chasing him from behind and something seemed to attack him from below. When Zhou Fu looked back, he found a magma body moving fast and preparing to attack him. Meanwhile, at the same time, Zhou Fu's feet were being gripped by the fiery hands that sprang from the ground. Zhou Fu immediately applied a large amount of energy to protect his feet from getting burned. I have the fire elemental power that allows my body to control the fire element. You and Maol

I immediately knew it was one of her healing potions. I took a sip of it and immediately regretted my decision. It smelled sweetly but tasted absolutely repulsive. Alex urged me to keep sipping it. 'A fire elementalist?' I asked, furrowing my brows at her. 'A fire elementalist is someone who possesses fire powers. He or she can control the element of fire. Since fire is one of the world's most powerful elements, the rest being the earth, water and wind, that person is indeed a very powerful person' Alex concluded, taking the potion off my hands after deciding I had had enough.

Alice said. "No, it's fine," Nora smiled. "I'm always too honest and it has always affect me in many ways. I can't help but criticize something I don't like. I lack communication skills so I channel all my frustrations into fighting," Nora said. "You fight?" Alice questioned. "Yeah, it's my top secret, but I'm into jiu jitsu," Nora smiled. "Guess there is more to the Nora Jones I know since middle school," Alice said.

At a simple glance, he could easily master and comprehend the characters. Soon, he was done comprehending the Fists of Wrath. This was an extremely powerful Supernatural Power that used one’s power in combination with a secret art to form a terrifying force. Materialized from one’s fist, the Supernatural Power brings forth a destructive power. The only downside was that one needed to transform one’s power into Murderous Energy. As this was a technique that required strong killing intent, one’s state of mind must be high. Otherwise, one would be devoured by one’s Murderous Energy. James closed his eyes and began cultivating.

Goddess help me keep my cool and prevent me from snuffing this b*tch out right here, right now. “Only royal bloodlines can wield magic without using spells. Lucky me, huh?”. Flynn speaks up, while shooting fireballs at me. He shoots one after another. I try to dodge them, but they come in such quick succession that almost every single one of them ends up hitting me.

I saw the flames that had swallowed the red sky and rendered it inaccessible to see through the windows slowing down. Oh no! This shouldn't happen. Fire was the only weakness of Frederick. In order to keep it active, I controlled my breaths and focused myself on feeling the blood coursing through my veins. I focused deeper to unlock the fire ability and glared out of the window to increase the flames. Seeing the long flames carved by my ability hiding the sky was satisfactory until I saw a bolt of ray striking inside the window piercing my created flames.

I have powers: atmokinesis; which is that ability to psychically generate and manipulate atmospheric and weather-related phenomena, and one of the four elements of the earth; fire. The first time my powers made themselves known was when a few of the pack kids beat me. I was so angry I didn't even notice that the once sunny day became gloomy and I vaguely heard thunder from afar. I didn't even feel my eyes glow as I was busy glaring daggers at their backs while they walked away. I imagined in my head that they were hit by lightning and then BAM! That's exactly what happened! Lightning came crashing down, striking the four of them right on their heads.

He only heard that only less than a dozen of them among their pack’s history that possesses all of the said gifts of the Night Storm Pack. Even though with all of that, Ansel have gained the upper hand—he has the power over flames and fire, can even protect himself—both in wolf and human form—from the scorching killer element. In short, he can produce fire and is immune to fire. The face of his bestfriend pulled him back to the present. Sasha’s shrieks keep on echoing inside the room, ringing in his ears. And he is still beneath Giro’s foot. But he couldn’t do anything but watch. Frozen to where he is situated, stomaching the terrible fate his bestfriend—his first and childhood love—has endu

I was alone. The fire inside me surged despite the suppressant, burning through the chemical fog with pure determination. My hands ignited—not the wild, uncontrolled flames of my early days, but focused heat that obeyed my commands. A hunter lunged toward me with silver netting extended, and I thrust my palm forward, sending a concentrated blast of fire directly into his chest. He flew backward, his tactical vest smoking, his gas mask shattered by the impact. "She's active!" someone shouted. "Focus on the hybrid!"

If Livey were just an ordinary wolf like her without powers then she would picked a really nice weapon to help her fight most of the times. “A spear, What’s yours” Mel asked back. “Fire” she answered. “Fire!” Mel paused, she had no idea Livey had powers so she was puzzled when she said Fire, most wolves were actually afraid of fire because of what it does to them. “Yeah” Livey answered and a flame of fire erupted from her fingertips. “You freaking have powers, when we’re you going to tell me that” she yelled at her for keeping such a big thing away from her.