Flames Frame Novels & Stories

she said as she folded her hands. I thought about it and realized she was right, I managed to do that without even realizing it or even trying to. Damn, I was good, I was impressed with myself. Just when I was about to respond to her accusation the intercom sounded and the dispatcher spoke. “Ambulance 27, Truck 78, Squad 66, Engine 72. We got an electrical house fire at 3289 warren street” The intercom went off and all the firefighters who had just come in from the apparatus bay not too long ago were making their way back to the trucks along with June and I. “Don’t think we’re done here missy, we will be circling back to this conversation later” June said while hopping in the driver's side o

why does my flame keep getting higher and it feels like I'm burning within dangerous desire? T O B E C O N T I N U E D...

With your confirmation, I can take away Nine Flames with peace of mind. The Flame Monarch frowned. "Snatching Nine Flames? You're so arrogant! The flames have been passed down for centuries and have never been extinguished! It was I who brought them back. Who do you think you are? Daring to even think about taking away the flames." He thought the conversation would continue, but Felix raised his hand and pointed. The Flame Monarch's expression changed drastically. He didn't even have time to defend himself. As he glanced down, he was horrified to find a bloody hole in his abdomen.

*Syla, We are coming in, grab Flame now,* Blaze said to me. I ran to her holding her tight in my arms as the rest of the men looked out the front window, I backed far into the corner, keeping Flame safe, as Blaze broke down the back door, and shifted, his venom dripping from his fangs as he slowly approached them, their faces frozen in fear, They did not know he had venom, until now. I turned my back to them, I didn't want to watch him kill them and I didn't want Flame to see that either.

He took another slow drag from his cigarette before exhaling, the smoke curling lazily in the dimly lit gym. “Not all flames die out quickly, son,” he mused, tapping the ash off his cigarette. “Some need a slow, controlled burn before they truly turn to ash.” I clenched my jaw. “I don’t have the patience for slow.” He hummed in amusement, his sharp eyes watching me like he already knew how this would end. “Then make her burn the way you want. But be careful not to get burned yourself.” I let out a dry chuckle, rolling my shoulders to shake off the irritation settling in my bones.

"These flowers are for you, Grandaunt Cassie and Aunt Rosie." When I saw how happy Mom looked, I regretted not bringing her home earlier. She'd been subjected to insults and mockery with Dad, but at home, she was Grandpa and Grandma's pride and joy. We had a lively meal. Uncle Brad turned on the TV to watch the news. Just then, a breaking news report came on. "A villa belonging to the Gray family accidentally caught fire. Gray Corporation's CEO and Shaw Group's heir are burned after trying to put out the fire."

Watching this pair of shameless lovers put on such a melodramatic show in front of me almost made me gag. With a mocking sneer, I said, "You should feel guilty. My dear husband chose to save his old flame while leaving his actual wife to fend for herself. If I were to spread the word, do you think the two of you would be drowned in public outrage?" Celestine stiffened for a moment at my words, but she quickly recovered and suddenly lunged toward the wall as if to bash her head against it. "Let me die! Let me die! It's my fault Ophelia got burned. I'll compensate her with my life!"

It was a text message that read thus, "The thought of you couldn't let me sleep, my whole body is very hot as I write to you, if you feel the same way, call me on video". As he read the text, it was as if his mind was being spoken. He developed even greater urge than before and without hesitation, he fled to the video app for the call. Enola picked up the video call and was putting on something lighter than air. They actually had a long romantic conversation which led from showing themselves different parts of their bodies to the satisfaction of their different sexual urges. Enola's body was quite sexy and spotless, the fairness of her body was like the setting west sun, could make any man

Flames A Rare kind of witches, extinct. The last Flames were burned down by common witches for the crime of being unique. Flames powers consist of Fire. Manipulating fire, imagining it, using it for one's need, and lastly illusions. Flames and Werewolves are the only supernaturals that can coexist without feeling a need to be at war with each other. There have come a time where a werewolf mate had to be a flame and the flame had to have an "Ignis" ( a soulmate ), they called him ignis because the wolves ignited the flames' fire. Just like the wolves, the Flames tend to have a short temper. When the werewolves started becoming extinct, the flames lashed out on families, friends, and mainly on

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