Flame Hashira Death Novels & Stories

“Accept your fate, Avaline. I’m your mate, and you’re stuck with me for life.” I sighed and closed my eyes to block him out. What else could I do? I surrendered to my fate for the first time in my life. I wasn’t weak, but this time I ran out of options. “Fine, do what you want with me. Kill me after you’ve used my body. You have already killed my feelings for you, Jaxon. My soul just died. You want to abuse my corpse. Do it and get this over and done with.” I didn’t open my eyes to look at him, waiting for his move. My soul had rejected him forever. This monster could never be my mate.

He used the same method as the Fake God Emperor, which was to burn himself with dark blue flames. Just now, everyone had seen how terrifying this kind of dark blue flame was on the Fake God Emperor's body. Even the Fake God Emperor with unfathomable strength could not resist this kind of flame, let alone Huo Jun. The crowd was all astonished by what he decided. It was too late for the God of War of Mysterious Frost in the Northern Region and the others to stop him. Huo Jun had already secretly ignited himself, and he had made up his mind to die. By the time the others discovered what he was doing, it was too late.

"Yeah, if he didn't calculate the data, how did he know there was a problem?" "A life for a life! I heard the student who died was about to start his PhD program." I saw all the harsh comments directed at me and watched as Logan and Kaley falsely accused me. At that moment, I no longer understood the point of my rebirth. Did I come back to save them… or to save myself? I had saved them this time, but would my ending be the same as in my previous life?

"She's using the corrupted wolves' blood to fuel a summoning ritual. Aveline, we need to go RIGHT NOW—" But it was already too late. The blood caught on fire and something started coming out from them—black flames… shot up into the sky, forming a wrong visual that made my skin crawl. And suddenly something started climbing out of it. But it wasn’t Morgana. It was something else. Something bigger. Older. Wronger. Outrageously Horrifying. A figure formed in the flames, it looked tall, masculine, with eyes that burned red and a smile that promised violence. Death.

Youri had concealed himself in the shadows. Lada’s strength was at the Terra Acme Rank. As she had been by Hirah’s side for a very long time, she knew him well. That was why Youri instructed her to deal the killing blow. At that moment, Hirah was already lying on the ground. He had lost all signs of life. Even his soul was annihilated. No living being could live forever in this world. Even those who possessed strength could only enjoy a longer lifespan.

Zheira linked her arms around her knees. Her tears were flowing non-stop, and everything she believed in shattered into pieces. She couldn’t take the truth. Their death was triggered by a rebellion led by Vladimir, but he did not even bother to protect them when they were hunted. His conscience was dominated by his madness, only fueled by his vengeance.

“She is his unfinished flame.” “Good,” I said. “Then I’ll finish the job.” The first wave hit like a sandstorm made of light. They didn’t bleed, didn’t scream — they simply shattered when struck, reforming seconds later. Every cut I made turned into sparks. “Okay,” I panted. “This is new. They respawn?” “Fragments,” Kael shouted back. “He’s not alive — just refusing to let go.” I grinned through the sweat. “Typical man. Can’t take a breakup.”

Lisha tilts her head to one side, smirking at them for a moment, then says, “All of these wolves took a blade to Damian; each carved a piece of flesh from his body. Make no mistake; if you even think about hurting someone I love again, this is what will happen to you.” She flicks her fingers, and a ring of fire forms around the accused wolves; a lilac glow surrounds Lisha's body just before she claps her hands. The wolves inside the circle start to scream as the flames get higher. I watch in fascination as the fire comes to life; it looks like small snakes are crawling across the ground toward the wolves. One by one, the flames wind around the wolf's bodies; the stench of burnt flesh fills t

"Tomorrow. The anniversary. Twenty years exactly since you killed Amaya. Vesna will be at your sister's grave. She goes every year. It's the only human thing left in her—grieving for a mother who never learned to love her back." The corruption finally took Hesh completely. His body collapsed into something that wasn't solid or liquid but wrong, spreading across the floor like oil that screamed. Derek pulled us all back as it reached for anything living, anything it could contaminate. "Burn it," Rose whispered. "Please, Mom. Don't let it suffer anymore." My phoenix fire erupted, but when it touched the corruption, something impossible happened. The corruption ate it. Fed on it. Grew stronger.

Without waiting until they’re all dead I use my dragon's breath to light her body on fire, turning her to ashes so there’s no chance she’ll come back alive. “You’re tougher than you look,” the one with bright red hair hisses at Lily. Without bothering to give her a reply, Lily lets her claws out, slitting the woman’s throat. She gurgles from the loss of air before crumpling to her knees, her eyes wide open as she dies. Lily throws a fireball at her body turning her to ashes. With only two left Lily and I looked at each other, something passed between us as if we knew what the other was thinking.