Flame Hashira Death Novels & Stories

She started trembling as she lived those ugly moments again. She stammered and continued bravely while Klaus could only hold her in his arms protectively telling her that she was not alone. She was safe. “It was his cousin's turn to use me. But he got a call which stopped him and his friend Lishka took over.” “I was naked. Numb and dead inside. The last thing I remember is my Brother Vladimir coming there and slashing both Lishka and Enrique’s head off their bodies. I closed my eyes with that vision and Vladimir loudly screamed my name. He killed two of my culprits but the third was still alive.”

The more the man struggled, the stronger she felt. Kill him! “Help!” The man managed to blurt out before Annabel shut his breath. He could only gasp for air now. He raped the little girl! Her strength came from her hate; her hatred for what the priest had done to her, what her body had become; her hatred for the priest and every other person like him in the world. Soon, the struggling stopped. The man fell to the floor, dead. When Annabel opened her eyes, they were glowing, the same eerie light that she had seen in the sculpture’s eyes.

The nurse collapsed and never got up again. “AAAAA ...” Floria screamed as loudly as she could saw the terrible tragedy. Meanwhile, Alisa could only stare blankly. Fear enveloped them both. “Will I die too? But, I don’t wanna die.” That was what crossed Alisa's mind after saw the very kind Sister Weiss killed brutally right before their eyes. Shortly after, the black-robed person pointed their left hand towards Flo and chanted an incantation again. “Mahnit!!” WHOOSH

, I hit my chest and Tash cuts. I sink into the chair and Tasha and Tash gives me a thumbs up. I give a fake smile and sigh. "Davil won't like this", Tash says excitedly and Tasha hits his arm playfully. "Good thing I am the rightful heir and not him. All he can do is get angry. Good thing I never cared about how bad someone gets", I stand up and everything is fuzzy. I have the same premonition of Tasha dying, I am soaked in blood, Tareem carrying the body of his wife. I go on a killing rampage and I kill everything and everyone on sight. The dead bodies of vampires.

“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.

“We have unleashed something beyond our bonds.” Fendrel drew his blade, Kharon snarled , Seraphiel’s wings trembled. Iris’s lips curved in a smile both innocent and monstrous. “My throne awaits,” she whispered. Embers flickered beneath her feet, flames erupted in a ring around the courtyard’s edge. Nyra crushed the twins to her chest... her voice cracked. “You… you cannot be Death.” Iris floated forward, each step seared stone into glass. “I am your legacy ... your power incarnate , the eternal flame’s true heir.”

Mira lunged, screaming—but it was too late. The shard ripped free. It hovered in the air, now glowing gold instead of black. Her father’s soul let out a sound—half scream, half relief—and fell to his knees. Mira screamed as her magic shattered. “No—NO! You don’t understand! If you destroy that, you destroy the bridge between both worlds! We’ll all die!” Alina stood tall, her voice shaking but firm. “Then we die on our own terms.” And with a single thought, she threw the shard into the Flame.

One, just except my fate because I was tired as hell and had no will power in me to fight or fight despite my body not being fully awake because I had a daughter to life for and didn’t want everyone to come home to a lifeless body laying on the kitchen floor bleeding to death. Of course I went with the second choice because who the hell will I be if I let some intruder dressed like a damn ninja end my life. I’m the Shadow of death for god sakes so I wasn’t about to accept death so easily. So here I was crouched over the lifeless body of the mystery ninja who turned out to be a woman. Pulling the dagger out from her head, blood came pouring out staining the marble floor.

She woke as quickly as she'd passed out, screaming in the early light, hands stretched to the sky and the sunny death beaming down on her. I'd watched one other vampire die this way. But the Firbolg magician, Cesard, went willingly, grateful for his release, surrounded by Sebastian's blood clan. Celeste fought for what seemed like far too long for someone on fire, eyes bubbling in the flames, the right one bursting at last, trickling fluid into the hissing coals of her cheek. She withered and collapsed, thin white sticks of her bones charring instantly as her surface burned and flared and smoked, the last of her wail finally dying as her chest sank in on itself. The stench rolled over me, my

When they were almost to the pack house, I used my Green Flames to control the earth to stop them. A Phoenix is born with a specific fire, The Red Flame is the most common The Orange Flame is for healing The Purple Flame is for turning back and accelerating time for a living being The Pink Flame is for telepathy, empathy, and telekinesis Finally, the Blue Flame, is the most lethal, it is as cold as ice but burns like fire. Each flame could burn, but not at the same intensity depending on which flame it is, each having its specific properties. I was born with what we call the Rainbow Flames, it is a Flame created from each of the Flames, I can use them individually or simultaneously. It was h