Flame Demon Novels & Stories

“I call it a crafty trick to puzzle the inside enemy. The Moon deity we all worship, had actually marked you on that fateful day when you were only a child, Himari” At this point, it’s best to just keep listening to all she has to enlighten me about. I know it’ll be a bit tasking, but I’ve got to digest as much as I can so I don’t go crazy. They also worship the Moon goddess?! Oh my word! The blonde woman collects the mic and introduces something new. “You must’ve experienced them by now, those mystical flames that you can’t seem to comprehend their origin. They heal, attack, and even obliterate a Demon flawlessly, isn’t it?”

” Alfi steps on Leak’s body and points Pelidi to Leak’s head. “Tsk, You blasphemous dirty human!” Leak rebuked. ”We, demons will never kneel before you as what God wanted us to kneel before Adam!” He added with a disgusted tone. “I never ask you to kneel before me, and I don’t want to do the same either,” Alfi said. ”Why can’t we just live together? Will your pride as a demon be disgraced if you mingle with humans?” “VERY!” The whole of Leak body is turning red. ”I am a demon, the essence of fire and flame. Does it make sense for you to see burning flame kneeling before the fragile earth like you?! Don’t make me laugh!”

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."

But no matter how many he cuts down, they just keep respawning after they die. 'I'm getting sick of this. Why wait for an opening when I can create one myself? I defeated that demon easily enough, let's see how Delmar compares.' Fenrir lets out his rage, the black flames of Alazar consume his body this time. His flesh and blood are temporarily replaced by the flames. The outburst of energy destroys any nearby shadow fiends in the way. Fenrir takes a step toward Delmar with his menacing new look. Glowing red eyes, flames emerging from his semi-open mouth, a demon incarnate.

“Why would you be looking for that demon!?” “Gorshe is the demon dragon with black eternal flame—one of my main skill sets before. If I gain that power back, I would be able to use the flame to get rid of the dark mist.” I try to explain my idea to Belphegor, but he just seems a little distraught for some reason. Out of frustration, he was about to brush his hood back, but he immediately stopped himself. There was something about the mannerism that struck me as familiar, though I just can’t point out what.

NEVER IN YOUR LIFE Sire, the father of Justin has had quite the life. He and his two friends turned to worse enemies have had a story worthy life that they all would rather that they forget but there's a danger that's lurking so close to them that they can't ignore what happened then because it might help them find their way out of the troubles ahead. This is the start of the life of Sire, Mona and Mury. Three former friends known as three flames that burnt so bright that they could shine even the darkest places.

“Then we do this together.” Celeste nodded. “The first fire will be named. The justification dismantled. And the pattern broken.” Outside, the city lights flickered on as evening settled. The world continued, unaware of the history written into ash beneath its feet. Evelyn looked once more at the folder on the table. Fires. Names. Lies framed as necessity. The first fire had been lit in fear. This time, the truth would burn instead. And it would not stop until the pattern was gone.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

I use my flames as a whip and lash out at it and I can see the demon within thrashing wildly at the touch of my flames. I am aware that I can separate the two and save her wolf. How I know this is beyond me. I act on instinct and engulf her wolf in my flames and can feel the disgusting and crazed demon as it fights back. It’s aura leaving a sickly taste on my tongue almost like metal, but not quite.

I throw fire balls at him but he’s so tiny and fast I miss every time. Time to get creative, flames shoot out of the ground in a circle trapping the demon inside. I burn him to a crisp so he can never hurt anyone again. The flowers begin to wilt over, without the demon they have no life force. Tyler and the King come out of it getting out of the dirt. “That was the worst thing I’ve ever been through” Tyler was shaken up. “We have to keep going, if we don’t make it to a safe spot before dark we likely won’t survive the night” the king warned.