Flame Breathing Demonfall Novels & Stories

Enola had to take her time in the bathroom to freshen up. The bathroom door slammed open, stepping out was the shimmering of the reflective effect of light given to the sun by the moon. As Bruno turned towards the bathroom door, his eyes were in awe. What he saw went through the whole part of his body, just like the relative effect of an electric shock. His body could not behold what his eyes saw and in quick reaction to that, the whole body became strong and hard. The Delilah aware of her doings knew that she had captured everything about Bruno. She came close enough, looked to his eyes and whispered,

H-He call me d-demon? Why? I’m not even a demon. I am not a demon. Suddenly, the surroundings lit up, and I saw Jared in front of me. I backed away a little when I saw him holding a knife. “J-Jared... w-why are you holding a knife?” What is he going to do with that knife? Why is he acting like this? I bit my lower lip again. I’m getting scared of him. He’s looking at me badly and that makes me scared more. I can see in his eyes... it’s like he wants to kill me.

The city lights sparkled like diamonds against the darkening sky as Benson carried Natasha naked, marked with welts and love bites, skin flushed and glowing into the hidden elevator. The descent to the private playroom felt sacred, a descent into pure, unfiltered indulgence. The bridging tension that had ignited with those first hungry glances now blazed into an all-consuming inferno.

The intensity in his eyes makes my heart race. I never imagined anyone would love me the way he does. I replay today’s moment in my mind over and over. The panic in his eyes as he kicked down that burning beam to reach me without thinking about his life. The way he held me close, even with fire surrounding us. And the pain he tried so hard to hide when he shielded me from the flames. He didn’t care about his safety—only mine. It’s like he took every fear, every doubt I had, and burned them away with the flames.

The wounded ones stood behind them, launching magical attacks with what little magic they have left, trying their best to contribute even when they should just be resting. “Incinerate” Colter chanted and pillars of flame appeared all over the battlefield, it was a cataclysmic event for the demons as they were burned alive by Colter’s empowered flames. As the fire spread throughout the area, Colter once more focused his newfound energy and chanted “Tempest.”

The weapons glowed with strange symbols. "What–" Maddie began but started to cough. Smoke had filled the room. The burning demon was still running around the diner. The other three demons were crouched, and growling like rabid dogs, their saucerlike eyes glowing with a manic light. One of them let out a loud howl like a wolf and pounced towards Cassie. She screamed and there was a sudden hot burst of light as the sword in her hand blazed up. Cassie leaped forward, sweeping her weapon at the demon, her skirt billowing behind her. In the light of the Celestial Blade, the demon’s appearance was unpleasantly visible: black, scaly skin, a gaping black hole for a mouth, bulging, orblike eyes, and

Ash lounged beside me on the raised platform overlooking the space, his posture relaxed, one arm resting along the back of my chair as if this were the most natural arrangement in the world. Below us, the first demons stepped forward. They began with fire. Not simple flames passed between hands the way traveling entertainers might perform on the surface. These demons shaped fire like sculptors working molten glass. One of them flicked his wrist and a narrow ribbon of flame uncoiled upward through the air, twisting into a spiraling helix before splitting into two separate streams that wound around each other like living things. Another demon inhaled deeply before exhaling a slow breath of spa

This is off to a great start. “Well, this is slightly embarrassing” Levi responds with a nervous laugh. I run my hand down the front of my face. Waves of anger, frustration and embarrassment run through me. I don’t normally have to try too hard if I was ever interested in a she-wolf. As soon as they feel the Alpha Aura they are practically throwing their panties at you and begging to be your Luna. So, to say I have little to no game wouldn’t be an understatement except now I’ve just rocked up to somewhere I thought I was invited but wasn’t, smashed a guy’s face into a wall like a Neanderthal and I’m not even the one she is interested in. This is just fucking peachy.

Saavi had put her full body weight on Dhruv who held her like he was protecting her. "Dhruv," Saavi called him running her index finger on his bicep. "Yes, love." "Why do you call me Ember To My Flame?" she asked remembering when she was about to commit suicide Dhruv stopped her and confessed Saavi was The Ember to his Flame. "Interesting Question, love." Dhruv smiled before asking, "Do you know what Ember is?" Saavi raised her head from his chest and nodded vigorously. She answered her husband as she said, "Yes, a piece of wood or coal that is not burning, but is still red and hot after a fire has died."

I cough, choke, and push his face away, getting more blood all over him. He pushes me down, and now we're barking at each other. "Get off of me," I shout. "Take your medicine, you impudent child!" "I am not a child!" I'm kicking and screaming, surrounded by glass and blood, underneath the tree of a man that calls himself Seth when the door to my chambers opens. It creaks, slowly, announcing the person behind it before they are seen. It is Dante, no longer in his armor, but in relaxed garments.