Flame 2 Novels & Stories

She was hoping for him to say something, but he never did. "I guess you're right," Ahankara smiled back, before sighing. "That's just how fate works." She looked at Yashvir with tender eyes and a soft smile. "Flames, no matter how dangerous, always seem to be drawn towards roses." - - - - - -

We dismounted built a fire from the last dry wood we could scavenge low flames that barely pushed back the dark. Flame stirred as I settled her near the fire silver violet eyes opening glowing faintly. “Mommy?” she whispered tiny voice sleepy, trusting. I knelt brushing her cheek. “Soon, little flame. Mommy’s coming.” She smiled small vines curling tighter around my wrist then Kael’s then drifting toward Riven. Riven knelt letting the vine touch his palm. “Rest, little flame,” he whispered. “We’ve got you.” Flame sighed eyes closing light dimming again.

Enough. I step closer and the air shifts. The nurse gasps softly as a familiar green flame begins to move from my skin. I inhale deeply, focusing on the burn deep within me. The fire that sent Wendigos fleeing. The flames that rejected their venom. The power that feels like it’s becoming something more. I reach for the warrior’s hand. And unleash it. Flames flood the room - cleansing, defiant, divine… Let the reckoning begin.

“The place is already set. A few more splashes and the fire will eat everything, including you.” I screamed, “You’re insane!” She tilted her head. “Maybe. But I’m rich and free. You? You’ll be ash.” She emptied the last of the fuel on me—my legs, my arms, my hair. I tried to pull away, but I couldn’t move. My whole body trembled from fear and cold liquid. “Burn her,” she told the men, voice calm like she was ordering lunch. I screamed, loud enough to shake the walls. “Someone help! reeva, please!”

I couldn’t kill Eagle, for his sake. “My, my; you are full of conflicting thoughts” Flame breathed, releasing my face, but grinding his boot into my tail “first, you want to kill Stripes, but now you don’t. You wanted to murder Eagle in the worst way possible, but now you can’t bear to do it because of someone else. You rescue and love me, but then you dump me the moment I am not of use to you. You came here as Moon, but now you only answer to Omen. Well, I can change all of that. All we need to do is remove the tail.” A yelp escaped my lips as Flame put all of his weight onto my tail. I could feel his boot crushing the individual bones into the gravel underneath, spearing through my soft sk

There was a woman screaming. “You lowly people, get the hell out of here! Liam is my fiancé, how dare you stop me! Do you believe I told Liam to fire you all?” “Sorry madam, let us tell the boss for an hour. Otherwise, the boss will be angry!” “You guys are so stubborn, I already told you I was the boss here…” Sharon ran forward, not expecting Liam to be intimate with a girl again. Sharon's face darkened, her eyes burning with anger, she rushed forward, shoving Sylvia so hard that she fell backwards.

On the other side of the horizon, The mysterious man, The night in Italy was colder than usual, a sharp contrast to the heat of my rage. The moment I learned Amira had defied my warnings and gone to see Ryan, I felt the familiar surge of anger coursing through my veins, the kind that made me feel alive, made me feel in control. I had warned her, threatened her, yet she still defied me. Her stubbornness would be her downfall, but not yet. No, I wasn’t ready to let her go that easily.

He said. “Hmm…” I hummed as I blushed listening to him. “At that moment I was hit with inspiration and wrote a song about you. It needs more work to reach perfection but do you wanna hear it?” he asked me. “Okay,” I said excitedly. “What’s the title?” I asked him. “It’s called, ‘You are my FLAME’.” He answered with a smile watching me getting all excited. “What does that mean?” “Well, FLAME is an acronym. Each word denotes something.” Grabbing my hand and spreading my fingers with his.

The flames dance in Audrey's eyes, reflecting the fiery determination that consumes her. With a swift motion, she ignites the lighter, the flickering flame casting an eerie glow on her face. Paul's cries grow louder as Audrey's grin widens, the fire catching the gasoline-soaked floor with a roar. The inferno consumes the cottage, the crackling flames a testament to Audrey's unwavering quest for justice and revenge. Kalix and Sean arrive at the cottage, their hearts racing as they witness the colorful flames dancing within. The sight of Paul's parked car outside confirms their suspicions, and the sounds of screams and curses echoing from inside send a chill down their spines.

You thought you could erase me? Watch me etch my name in every breath you take. I am not soft. I am not sweet. I am not yours. I am fire. And fire never begs to be seen.