Flames Manga Novels & Stories

*You are part of me. Her breath hitched. Then— “Was?” The Flame shifted. Not weakening. Not fading. But changing. *You chose to become more.* Confusion flickered through her. “What does that mean?” And the world answered. --- The light fractured again. But this time— She understood what she was seeing. The Flame. Whole. Complete. Perfect in its singularity. And then— A choice. Not forced. Not violent. Intentional. The Flame splitting itself. Not out of destruction—

The bullet grazes the man across the shoulder. My flames dance playfully on my shoulder, not burning my skin. I grab the burning man’s hand and flip him over my shoulders. He lands on his back before me with a thud. I aim my gun at his head and put a bullet between his eyes. His body goes limp, and I command my flames from his body. They travel up my legs and back into my hand. Holding my gun in one hand and the flames in the other, I stare down the remaining man.

Lyra and Darius screamed in unison, voices merging into one pathetic wail. Dark liquid splattered across the dirt like spilled ink—harmless now that the container was broken. They looked absolutely horrified, as if I had just smashed their last lifeline. I ignored them completely. I lifted my hand, palm facing the broken pieces. Heat curled around my fingers—warm, familiar, powerful. Silver flames bloomed from my skin like living fire, sweeping down in a controlled wave toward the shattered vial. The world lit up in silver. The flames devoured the remnants, burning hot enough to warp the dirt beneath it, leaving nothing but melted ash and scorched earth behind.

It’s a flaming bird. A phoenix. **I hope you’ve enjoyed Ancalagon: The Last Pure Dragon. This story will continue in Rise of the Phoenix, Book Six of the Elemental Dragon series.

It summons a storm and strikes enemies down with lightning. The rogues pause and look up at the storm brewing above them. Then, one by one, lightning strikes them down. She-wolves scream and scatter. Moss and the others look on with horror. ‘May!’ Nina screams. The rogues spread out to avoid the storm and run towards May. ‘Oh no, M-Magnus, what was the flame spell?’ ‘Inferno Flamo.’ I yell. ‘Inferno Flamo.’ She repeats loudly. A ball of flame appears. May aims and flings it towards a rogue, then another ball of flame appears. She knocks down as many as she can as they run towards the creek to put the flames out.

It summons a storm and strikes enemies down with lightning. The rogues pause and look up at the storm brewing above them. Then, one by one, lightning strikes them down. She-wolves scream and scatter. Moss and the others look on with horror. ‘May!’ Nina screams. The rogues spread out to avoid the storm and run towards May. ‘Oh no, M-Magnus, what was the flame spell?’ ‘Inferno Flamo.’ I yell. ‘Inferno Flamo.’ She repeats loudly. A ball of flame appears. May aims and flings it towards a rogue, then another ball of flame appears. She knocks down as many as she can as they run towards the creek to put the flames out.

He could feel the sweat beading on his forehead as he drew close, the sting of the saltwater in his eyes as the droplets caught in his eyelashes on their passage down to his cheeks. “There is no pain,” she was as shocked by the development as he was. “The flames do not burn me.” He reached out carefully but could not touch the flames. They burnt as hot as dragon flame. “They do not burn me, but I can feel their heat,” he told her. “Flaming wings… That was… not what I expected.” “Me either,” she looked at him wild-eyed. “Do you suppose that I could…” “Yes,” he followed her gaze when she looked skywards. “Do it, Ember.”

I couldn’t kill Eagle, for his sake. “My, my; you are full of conflicting thoughts” Flame breathed, releasing my face, but grinding his boot into my tail “first, you want to kill Stripes, but now you don’t. You wanted to murder Eagle in the worst way possible, but now you can’t bear to do it because of someone else. You rescue and love me, but then you dump me the moment I am not of use to you. You came here as Moon, but now you only answer to Omen. Well, I can change all of that. All we need to do is remove the tail.” A yelp escaped my lips as Flame put all of his weight onto my tail. I could feel his boot crushing the individual bones into the gravel underneath, spearing through my soft sk

And they’re starting to respond, to turn on my whirlwind of flames, to fight back. I watch, curious, as the enemy begins by trying martial force, shooting at my flames with shells and bullets. But that does nothing but make me smirk as I continue to destroy everything before me, the flames reaching out to snag tanks and trucks off the ground, reducing them to ash. And it’s not just what’s on the ground, either. I see the flash of Cora’s lightening in the distance, but some helicopters manage to get into the air, heading for the flame. Eager, the blaze reaches for them with what looks like demonic hands, snagging them out of the sky and smashing them to the ground in flaming arcs that look li

It hasn’t rained in at least a week, the forest is very dry. For a moment the flames dance in a way that makes me think they are trying to tell a story. I shake my head but the flames continue to form the shape of people. Suddenly the people begin the run from a darkness that makes the flames disappear for a moment. What is going on? The smoke fills my lungs and I begin to gasp for air. I look up, the smoke in the sky is black and thick. The smell of burnt pine is making it hard to breathe.