Flame Ash Of War Novels & Stories

Ash was thrown backward, his body hitting the ice floor with a heavy thud. "Ash!" Rhea shrieked, struggling against the invisible weight pinning her to the altar. "Are you okay? Talk to me!" Ash scrambled to his feet, his breath coming in ragged, whistling gasps. He held his hands out in front of him. The skin from his fingertips to his wrists was gone, replaced by a raw, blackened char that shimmered with violet embers. The "cold-fire" had eaten through his flesh down to the bone in a matter of seconds.

She clung to him, chasing him everywhere, even making up nonsense about having tan-skinned ancestry to explain the child's appearance. So, one kept running while the other kept chasing. Benedict was so stressed that he couldn't sleep properly. During a fire rescue, his exhaustion got the better of him—he lost focus and was crushed by falling debris. He survived, but his back was badly burned, and one of his legs was shattered. A stroke of bad luck, yet somehow he was still lucky to be alive. I sighed. It wasn't like I could gloat over something this serious. But who could say this wasn't karma?

In an instant, the sparks turned into roaring flames. "Sovereign Flame!" Ashton's eyes flickered darkly, his blood rushing through his veins. "What's that?" Sid's eyes widened when he saw that the black flames were swiftly swallowing up the web he'd formed out of parasitic poison. The moment the web was completely reduced to dust, he was hit with the backlash. He let out an anguished howl as the parasitic poison in his body turned his skin even darker and more gruesome-looking.

There was a loud crash, which scared everyone there. My ashes scattered everywhere. Jasper still felt angry. He laughed disdainfully and stepped on my ashes, grinding them with the sole of his shoe. The staff members' jaws had dropped in shock. They hadn't even had time to stop him. Jasper kicked my ashes and sent them flying. "Tell Amara that she came up with a very innovative trick this time round, but it's lame. I'm not going to waver at all, no matter whether she's dead or alive!

IVY'S POV The air crackled like it was alive, every breath tasting of ash and iron. I could barely hear myself think through the screams, the clash of steel, the growl of wolves tearing through the front lines. The valley was burning, fire licking across stone and soil like the earth itself had turned against us. “Hold the left flank!” Gemma shouted over the noise, her blade flashing silver. Kara darted past her, deflecting a strike meant for Asher and shoving him back toward the defensive line.

Mercury had fully recovered and was sent back to the Marshalls. She also came back with a new eyes aid. I was so happy she was alive and kicking. That night, we both took some natural flowers from the garden and a whiskey Asher had been saving up for dry days. Yuvonne came with us too as we set out for the war grave where the soldiers that passed on at the field were laid to rest. We took our torches and set out as we sang Asher's favorite song, Ballad of the green beret on our way. Reaching the war grave,

Before I can process this, the flames become bigger, swallowing the furniture in the room. I make a run for the door. Just as I was about a step away, a cupboard fell down, blocking the door. A scream leaves my lips as I instinctively jump back in fright. Hugging Ian close to my chest, I shout out the first name that was on the tip of my tongue. “DRAX !” I step back when the flames threaten to engulf me. I look around, hoping to find anything but almost everything is on fire. Just as I thought I had lost any hope, Zion's voice fills my ears.

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.

"Avril, have some water and calm down. I know you're holding a grudge against me now, but you shouldn't be so rash next time." I didn't accept the cup of water. However, Peggy got burned by the hot water in the cup and ended up splashing the water onto my arm. "Oh! It burns…" The hot water scalded Peggy's finger. Vernon hurriedly led her to the tap and placed her finger under the running water. As for me, I was dressed lightly. The hot water had soaked through my chiffon top, scalding my arm instantly. I went to the restroom to handle the burn on my own. Very quickly, red blisters began forming on my left wrist.

"These flowers are for you, Grandaunt Cassie and Aunt Rosie." When I saw how happy Mom looked, I regretted not bringing her home earlier. She'd been subjected to insults and mockery with Dad, but at home, she was Grandpa and Grandma's pride and joy. We had a lively meal. Uncle Brad turned on the TV to watch the news. Just then, a breaking news report came on. "A villa belonging to the Gray family accidentally caught fire. Gray Corporation's CEO and Shaw Group's heir are burned after trying to put out the fire."