Flamberge Kirby Novels & Stories

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

Then, a matte-black dagger stabbed viciously toward Cyril's chest. Cyril raged and forcibly pressed his body toward the ground. At the same time, he roared, and a black light burst forth from his body. In a blur, the ambushing figure was blasted far away. Instead of joy, Cyril felt alarmed and shouted, "Garal, get out of the way!" The black-robed figure had already pounced on Garal. A pair of blue eyes flared with an eerie glow. Black flames wrapped around the dagger as it struck Garal's massive warhammer.

"Liquid Blaze!" He swung his sword down toward Wilbur. All at once, roaring holy flames surged out of the blade of the sword. They seemed to char the air itself as if the air was combusting from their sheer presence. Wilbur let out a cry, exploding with spiritual energy. The historical halberd turned pale as if it were intangible. He darted to the side, ducking the incoming flames before turning sharply in the air. He shot towards Michael, bringing the halberd down.

Reyes barked, rifle leveled low but steady. She raised them slowly, palms open, fingers trembling. A thin cut on her left forearm wept fresh blood; probably from flying debris during the breach. He swept the room, clear, then lowered the muzzle a fraction. “Stand up,” he ordered. Voice low, clipped, carrying through the balaclava.

"Why should I be scared? If we just kill them all, then it's over!" "Roar!!!" Fafnir's spear flashed with a dragon silhouette, his expression grim as he kept up with Caleb, his spear erupting with deadly flames. It was as if the three of them were beating up the thousands instead! "Apocalyptic Dragonflame, First Style—Dragonbreath!" Caleb growled as he leaped into the crowd of enemies, the Dharmic Cutter ablaze with black flames. "Die!!!" Shunk! With just a swing, dozens were cut in half, their bodies ablaze in black fire!

Ember is dressed in fire-forged armor, standing over my chained body. “You were always too soft, Bastion.” She says. “Too foolish and self-centered to see what I really needed.” The same man stands behind her, arms folded, looking like a muscle-bound god. “You want me to kill him, Flame?” She smiles “No. let him rot. He was never worth my time.” The vision faded and I screamed, not out loud, my dry throat couldn’t handle it. But inside, where it counts. Where she wants it to hurt.

I gripped my hellblades more firmly, feeling its ruby-red sheen pulse in my hand. Whatever this was, I wasn’t going to be caught off guard. Then it came, her darker side flickered.

It looked like a halberd, but shorter, with a polished wood handle, and engraved from top to bottom. The spike and axe were made of a bluish material that shone brightly in the sun. Nio thought for a moment that the glow of the weapon was very similar to the glow of the leaves of the tree he had created last night. But that thought was soon forgotten. The goblin just stood there, silent, with no indication that he intended to move out of their way. Shieena leaned closer to Nio and whispered: “Be careful. This goblin is the war chief of the

Warren knew he was desperate, since he didn't even care about his surroundings, never mind his own home. "So you are trying to play with fire," Warren asked as he also prepared a fire attack. But Warren didn't produce something as flashy as a dragon. He first produced a sword formed of Reiteki particles and then surrounded the sword with his own fire attack. But the fire Warren used, was the fire of the kirin. It was the holy flame! "Impossible! That cannot be real. Is that the flame that the Legendary King Cole wielded?" James Parker shouted in disbelief. He read stories about how only King Cole's descendents were worthy of wielding such a flame. The blue holy flame who could incinerate eve

The fiery flame of the chimera manifestation disappeared and was replaced by the extremely cold Frosty Flame. Philip dared not underestimate the energy bomb and used two moves at once. The chimera manifestation containing the exotic fire rushed toward the energy bomb while a huge sword light slashed down from the air. Boom! Rumble! With two loud noises in succession, the chimera manifestation hit the energy bomb first. The unrivaled chimera manifestation only managed to produce some cracks in the energy bomb, not destroy it. Immediately after, the sword light slashed down from the air and hit the energy bomb again. The energy bomb was now full of cracks but did not explode.