Flames Draw Novels & Stories

At any cost. Rose swallowed hard, seeing the unshed tears in his eyes. A madness in that gaze, fear of losing her. She cupped his face and held her gaze. “You are a flame of sin, Vladimir, Who burns everything around him. And I decided to stay away from you the moment I opened my eyes.” She inhaled sharply seeing his eyes, “But it didn’t let me in peace. I felt like a moth, pulling into your flames. Again and again. That’s what I have become. That’s what you made out of me. It’s better to burn in your flames with you than live without you.”

“Hold him down.” Leon’s eyes widen so much that I think they might pop and roll right out of his head. “What the fuck are you doin’, man?” I pour the lighter fluid on his head; his eyes flutter closed, desperate to avoid the drops of liquid. I don’t see the point. The burning will be all he can focus on in a moment. Sheer agony of flames licking his skin violently. Excitement courses through my body, my thumb presses down on the flint wheel, and a flame bursts to life. The majestic, dancing colours mesmerise me—yellow, red, orange—beautiful and deadly all rolled into one. I tug at a strand of Leon’s hair, bringing the flame to it. Within seconds, his entire head is on fire. My lips curve int

“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.

They forgot—I am the flame. And flames don't die. They just find new ways to burn.

I let out a hollow laugh as I heard Benedict's explanation. "Benedict, spare me the nonsense. If things were really as you said, I might feel wronged, but I wouldn't be divorcing you over it. "Do you think I don't know? When a firefighter is faced with a life-or-death choice, the protocol is to save the closest person first. I was clearly nearer to you. Celestine was lagging far behind because she ran slower. Yet, you didn't even look at me—you went straight to her.

And I’m also well aware of the fact that Ka-zumi also won’t show his contradiction because he is just a naïve bunny. For the rest of the day, I busied my body to draw some sketches of the ugly teachers and my mind to plan about the after school fun. Finally, The classes came to an end and it was for us for some entertainment. As we were nearing our destination my instigation was on peak. I was looking for some thrilling rides when suddenly my eyes landed on something badass. Now that’s something that can be considered as a real ride. Meanwhile the so called best friend,which are more like couples, were busy discussing about the ride which they want to try first. Ahhh… these sissy people. I g

Her throat and tongue were also hurt by the fire. "That thing... It shouldn't be in here." Santi murmured." That fire. That flame. The one that the Viscount's family used was the Flames of Gehenna. The Flames of Gehenna were the most dangerous of all the fires. And only a handful of people could control the Flames of Gehenna. Truthfully, if the Flames of Gehenna were used, everyone would be devoured and nothing would remain. With just a whisp of the wind, a small Flames of Gehenna could expand depending on the wind that was controlled.

" I forced myself to look away from her breathtaking body and focus on the hand she had outstretched to me and then raised my eyes to meet her gaze, which held no trace of her smile. Her eyes tell a tale opposite the proper, posh princess she was trying to portray. Her eyes, a beautiful shade of emerald with brown honey flakes, told the truth. They radiated hatred, anger, and anguish. They showed shimmers of the need for an adventure, the hope for a new beginning, and when my gaze fully met hers, they showed a flicker of desire, of want. They lit a flame deep within me, an inferno that only she would be able to extinguish if I let her close enough. "Hades," I reply, ignoring her outstretched

The ritual would end sooner or later. As I was going to cut for the 26th time the flames flared engulfing me and Alex. Surprisingly it didn’t burn me or Alex. I felt power surge through me. With the passing time, the flames around Alex grew milder and milder while the one around me grew stronger and stronger. Then with a burst of red light, the flames vanished and the Alexart stopped glowing too. Alex was sitting in the same position as before but his face was paler. I tried to wake him up by tapping his cheeks.“ Alex! Alex!”

This flame ranked seventh on the list, and everyone yearned for it. The Smith Guild was very proud of this flame, and any weapons forged by this flame were even more powerful than usual. This made the flame more famous. Delia recognized Philip’s flame as the number one divine fire, Frosty Flame! What kind of person could possess that terrifying flame? As far as Delia knew, only three people in the world had obtained the flames on the ranking list. The other two were ranked below her. She found it unbelievable to see the number one divine fire today.