Flames New Arena Novels & Stories

They are the same people I've seen around the VIP section over the past two weeks, and on seeing me, they nod and wave at me. I nod, waving back. There's nothing to say because we all know what's coming. The horn sounds again, directing us towards the new arena that was announced last week as the new meeting point. Quickly, I follow the crowd, my boots crunching on the gravel as we all walk through the forest path leading us with sign posts towards the arena. And after about ten minutes, the trees open up into a massive clearing I've never seen before. Holy shit. It's enormous. Easily three times the size of the Round One North space arena. There is a raised platform in the center where offi

Sienna shouts. "I have already ordered them to remove all your stuff from that apartment, and the furniture that is inside belongs to me because I bought all of it. Our clothing and everything else that was personal were sent to to Grandfathers house. I have already changed the lock, so you cannot go back. Besides, Claire is moving in there tonight. I had to make space for her. I'm really sorry that you and Mike have to go. Now, if I were you, I would go and arrange to rent a house where you can stay. You can always rent one of my houses, but the only houses that I have are downtown. I know it's not the best part of town, but I am sure that you and Mike will fit right in," Damon says. I do n

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!”

Simon Hoffman had asked me out to dinner. He was still tied up in a meeting, so I got to our reserved private dining room ahead of him. While I waited, I pulled out my phone to check on flights home, hitting the peak of the summer travel season. The earliest one I could get was ten days out. My birthday was also in ten days. That same day, Simon and Ella Johnson were throwing their engagement party. Well, that was one celebration I was not going to crash.

Work was far more urgent. Even though James wanted to have dinner with Monica, he had no choice but to rush back to Jasper Heights. The fire, which hadn't been put out, had spread into a raging sea of flames before the other fire crew arrived. The windows exploded from the heat, and the glass shards scattered everywhere, emitting piercing sounds. All of the furniture and household items had been incinerated in the fire, turning into clouds of smoke and piles of ashes. The cries from the neighbors, the siren of the fire trucks, and the crackling sound of the flames formed the soundtrack of a tragedy.

Got it? After a brief moment of silence, the man said, "Let's have a video call then." Jeremiah nodded, and Nimrod immediately pressed a few buttons on the phone. On the screen, everything was in disarray. The arena stage, which was made of cement and stone blocks, was now in tatters and covered with web-like cracks all over. It looked so shaky that it could collapse anytime. "See for yourselves. We're keeping Mr. Marlin's body away now!"

She giggled when she was tickled by their flapping wings against her face. Theo smiled first before answering. Maddie takes away all his stress from ruling even with just her smile. "This is the sanctuary of the novis flam." Maddie turned around and her brows met as she cannot understand the last phrase Theo said. "The what?" Theo pointed to the fountain with his hand and Maddie followed it with her eyes. "The last flame." Maddie nodded before she looked at Theo. "Last? What do you mean by that?" Theo asked her to sit on the nearby bench. The guards are scattered around the place but no one is near them. Somehow they got some privacy which put Maddie at ease. She glanced at the fountain firs

I think my expressions speaked before me. “Darkstars are the top rankers of BM. The most talented members at BM are named Darkstars. They nearly know 90% of the secrets of BM. So once you are a darkstar there is no turning back. Darkstars can’t ever quit” I was sweating from head to toe. From the mirror, I could see Zayn doing his pullups. So does this mean the person I’m looking at right now is a high-rank member of BM? How could it be? My head started to spin. I quickly turned off the treadmill. “Jake, I’ll see you later,” I mumbled while walking out of the gym.

“Then that’s enough.” When I hung up, the room felt still again. Waiting. --- The Grand Arena was visible before the car even slowed. It rose from the city like a crown carved from crystal and steel—an architectural relic reserved for only one event a year. One name. One legacy. No weddings. No galas. No public access. It wasn’t rented. It was claimed. And today, it was mine. The gates opened automatically. Storm banners hung from the towers—silver lightning on midnight fabric. Water features reflected the sky like black mirrors. White marble walkways curved through glass gardens and electric-blue pools.

“The arena is closed. No interference.” Seraphine sniffled. “I’ll be cheering loudly! Like screaming loudly!” Kael glared. “Don’t distract her.” Seraphine whimpered. “I’ll silently scream.” Ariadne opened the heavy door leading into the passage. “Come, Alessia,” she said. “It is time.” After some time, the passageway opened into a world of blinding light. The Arena of Dawn floated in the center of the Citadel—surrounded by shimmering rings of luminous energy. Spectators filled the stands in thousands—nobles, warriors, emissaries, and priests from all three empires.