Flame Alchemy Novels & Stories

Alex asked huskily, making me shiver in some unknown desires. "No..nothing." I stammered. Huh! What happened to me? Now why am I stammering? God! I wanna crawl under earth. "By any chance, is she having some kinky thoughts while teasing me?" Alex asked in his sexy voice, turning my ears red in colour. "Gosh! Stop it Alex! You're taking these teasings to the next level!" I exclaimed while fanning my face that's currently feeling hot with his comments. "Your word is an order, your highness!" Alex exclaimed, making me laugh out loud.

Since this was the first time he was performing alchemy in front of so many alchemists, he would have to do his best. With that thought in mind, he catalyzed a cultivation method, and the Fire Genesis inside his body created a flame. The flame circulated throughout his body and materialized in his palm following the path of its meridians. Then, a white flame appeared in the palm of his hand. The flame was radiant and transparent. Immediately, this puzzled many alchemists. That was because they had never seen a white flame before. “What is this flame?” “It looks a little threatening.” “I don’t know. I’ve never seen one like this before. But since he has such a mysterious alchemy furnace, his

However, these Spiritual Flames are extremely wild and explosive, not to mention extremely rare, so even if one encounters a Spirit Fire, it is still extremely difficult to absorb and control it. The Spiritual Flame was naturally very beneficial to the alchemist and weapon refiners, The flame was most basic and important for an alchemist or refiner, the strong flame could enhance the success rate and quality of the product. That's why most of the high-ranked weapon refiners searched for the spiritual fire that was born from Heaven and Earth.

Malick’s POV The smell of sulfur and burnt cinnamon clung to the vaulted classroom like a curse that wouldn’t lift. The air hung thick, weighed down by chalk dust, residual magic, and the faint tang of sweat from long hours of practice. Malick leaned over the blackened cauldron, watching the slick purple liquid churn lazily. Potioncraft had never held his attention—too precise, too reliant on patience. Today, though, it wasn’t the brew that had him distracted.

“What did it show you?” Emma stared into the flame. “Everything it could steal.” Long stepped forward. “And did it?” Emma looked up, voice steady. “No.” --- The Flame’s Gift The White Flame descended into a channel at the center of the room. The pedestal hummed, then locked into place. A thin beam of soft fire laced through the runes in the floor and connected to the Heartfurnace conduit map etched into the stone. Sarah gasped. “It’s giving us more than memory. It’s giving us protection against unmaking. It’s rewriting the wards around Sterling Creek.”

The person stuttered, "M-Mr. Zalmer… are you saying D-Dr. Zal—Winifred—is your daughter?" Serena ignored the crowd and moved the cursor to play the surveillance footage. In it, I wore a white laboratory coat and wore a surgical mask as I meticulously worked on an experiment. Everything seemed normal. Just then, the glass beaker before me caught on fire without warning. Flames soon shot to the sky as a thick plume of smoke came from the beaker. Upon seeing that, Raiden pointed at the screen and exclaimed, "There! Winifred, you must've done something wrong. Don't worry, though. I can endure your punishment on your behalf!"

I turned back to Julia and gently whispered, "Your wish is my command." Simon's eyes widened in shock, his gaze fixed on me. Nicole, confused, could only pout and let her tears fall. I did not look at Simon. Instead, I gently squeezed Nicole's cheek, coaxing a smile from the little one. Ella's shy smile was directed at me as she said, "Lily, you know how terrified I was. We nearly lost the baby." Ella dabbed at her eyes, the picture of vulnerability. "Simon mentioned your bracelet has healing powers, that you wore it when Nicole was born."

, Dan-Dan?” She asked, still smirking. There was only one person who called me that, one person I wasn’t expecting to see again, one person who hated me enough to destroy everything I have, the one person who turned out to be Malia’s old partner and one of her friends……TASHA. Staring at her from head to toe in disbelief, she changed; she didn’t look like she did before. It’s no wonder I didn’t recognize her. That same Tasha was the same Tasha I dated a while back during my 3-month rule period; it wasn’t that long ago. It was never meant to be a rule but a warning to not get too attached to me those relationships just happened to end around 3 months or earlier, I ended all of them which was w

She didn’t even seem to be taking a breath. He caught that finger in his hand before it went flying up his nose. Sweet tingles and flames ran up both their arms at the touch. Her mouth finally stopped moving as she gaze stared at my hand clasping hers. She had to feel that. He’ll, see that. Keegan had heard the mate bond could create tingles of the skin when emotions were high, but he had never heard anyone mention sparking flames before. That had to do something with her. The flames weren’t burning us. Just running over our skin. Her mouth hung open as she finally looked up into my eyes.

"Now they're leaves in the wind, with a touch of humidity... As if they were leaves blown by the winds of a storm that's brewing." "Yours have changed too, they still look like a field of flowers, but this time, the flower that catches my eye the most is almost forgotten... I had to look in my archives and also in my safe... It was very difficult, as I only have a single seed that hasn't bloomed." Ghost replied, approaching me. "The flower is called the Flames of Hephaestus. They say they were created from the sparks of God's hammer when it meets the anvil." I turned my face towards Lycan, curious about the information.