Flames Novel Novelas e Histórias

Her breath trembled as something inside her cracked—not with breaking, but with release. She closed her eyes, drawing the wildfire closer, not to crush it, not to run—but to face it. The whispers tore at her, but she pushed back with her own voice, raw and burning: “I am not your kindling. I am not your ruin. I am flame, and flame is mine to carry.” The wildfire shuddered, sparks bursting outward like a thousand tiny stars. The dark edges burned away, leaving only fierce, golden light that wrapped around her like a mantle.

Flame said and looked at Cisco. She smiled sadly. "This look on your face.. That's what I was so scared of seeing. What now? You're going to hate me just like everyone hates Amour huh? You're gonna judge me too? All my whole life the only thing I was thought was how to kill, how am I supposed to act like all girls do? How am I supposed to love you like other girls will do when I don't even know how to love myself" Flame spoke as tears poured down her cheek. "How-"

What I couldn’t understand was why? She never did him any wrong; Cas was a girl loved by everyone she met. He was feeling guilty. I could tell that from the way his eyes kept flickering to Cas and then to me. “You know what this is?” one of the men asked me. I stared at the coal pot, burning with a strange green fire. “Cursed Flames.” I gasped. I had only heard of it, but never had I seen it until this day. “Intelligent little girl. You know, not many your age would know what type of fire this is.”

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!”

Flames races across the ground, bright and merciless. “No!” I scream, lungs breaking. Claudia and the others turn their backs, Eli dragged out with them. The door slams shut, sealing me inside. Flames roar, racing up walls. Smoke thickens, stinging my eyes, clawing down my throat. I choke, coughing hard. Heat licks my skin. My mind reels, flickers of fire striking me with painful familiarity. The memory of another blaze, another nightmare, gnaws at me. I cough harder, body weakening. Fire dances in my blurred vision, glowing in my eyes like the end itself. Is this how it all ends?

On the front in curly writing are the words The story of Leila and Coal - A dreamy romance. Flicking to the first page, I start reading, in meticulous detail, about a date Flame and I went on when we were teenagers. "What is this?" I ask Darius, climbing into the passenger seat and flicking through the pages. "It was in Gale's room, thought it looked important." He starts the car and we drive back to the pack house, grabbing money and filling a backpack with clothes before climbing back into the car and the entire time, I read through page after page of memories of my life with Flame, growing more confused with each page.

I feel my insides go on fire as soon as we lock eyes “How on earth? I don’t even have your number” Levi starts his evil laugh under his breath as Grace look at him seemingly for an explanation. “I may have written down Max’s number instead of mine” Shes looks between the two of us again and my hands fly up in defence. I am not going down for Levi’s sly trick. I mean as grateful as I am to of found out her name and get her number this was all on him.

The smell tempted him to vomit. His hands got tied with rusty metal chains. He cried in pain due to the fractured bones. They beat the pulp out of him with iron rods, the cracking sounds were audible. His screams were increasing with pain, yet he endured. They poured hot boiled water from the top of him, his injured flesh burned, and he felt, "Death would be much easier." He screamed with endless fear and terror. "That fear is what I want from my enemies." Rudra savored the moment while his lips slightly twitched upwards.

James nodded lightly and replied, “Alright, let’s look around.” The two stepped forward and disappeared from the spot. The next moment, they had already entered the Flammae’s territory. They shifted through the area and finally arrived in the Flammae’s core city, Flame City. On the east side of the city was a spiritual mountain. From a distance, it looked like a blazing fire. Even the sky was a fiery red, and the clouds looked like flames. “The Flammae are the last surviving race of the Elemental Primevals.” Qiyana looked at the field ahead of them and sighed.

❗NEW BOOK ALERT❗ I will be having a book II for this series called "His Fractured Flame (Book II of HFF series)". But before we get to it, I'm currently writing a stand-alone novel from His Fragile Flame that was written in another perspective. To be specific, it's a book about Kourtney Devaraux which will be under Young Adult since it mostly revolved around high school. Here are the sneak peeks for these books QUEEN OF ACE (A stand-alone novel)