Flames Of Ambition の小説・ストーリー

She said so casually it almost made my blood freeze, this bitch was crazy! ”I choose yet again fire!” She said like a lunatic ”I choose Gesar’s flames! Flor del fogo, you all will burn like the fire flower itself” she smiled ”You know Miles, flor del fogo is not for the weak nor for the faint hearted. I’m sorry you didn't make the cut. You don’t have what it takes. I have stopped being a good girl” I realized then she was serious. The bomb would collapse the chamber, kill us all.

Hours later, in a safehouse outside Naples, Amara sat on the floor, blood crusted on her hands. Cassian patched his wounds in the corner. Luca leaned against the window, staring out at the horizon — at the fires still burning over Rome. Amara finally spoke. “They called me the first flame.” Luca looked at her. “What if they meant it literally?” she said. “What if this power — what’s inside me — it’s not just blood? What if it’s the source they’ve been trying to replicate?” Luca moved closer. “Then we end it. All of it.”

"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."

You thought you could erase me? Watch me etch my name in every breath you take. I am not soft. I am not sweet. I am not yours. I am fire. And fire never begs to be seen.

The flames flickered, hungry, and I felt the pull, the connection, like a thread drawn taut. The fire stirred, a living thing waking at my touch. It wasn’t just heat—it was power, raw and unyielding, answering my call. I didn’t command it; I shaped it, guided it, my will a blade cutting through the doubt. The flames rose higher, twisting into shapes no fire should know—spirals, arcs, a dance of light and shadow that silenced the jeers. Gasps replaced whispers, the camp’s breath stolen as the fire bent to my will, not a trick of the dark but a truth laid bare.

Hot enough to set paper aflame. He left scorching, smoking footprints on the floor with every step. Lily and Kael both took a step back. 【WARNING: S-Rank Boss, ‘The Ashen Revenant,’ has appeared. He was burned alive in a fire. He hates all living things. His ‘Flames of Retribution’ can burn even the soul to ash.】 But I smelled nothing. Felt no heat. To me, he just looked like some poor chimney sweep after a very, very bad day.

She gestured to the first symbol: a flame that flickered real fire. 1. Ignisar – God of Fire Bloodline Name: Ignisborn Traits: volatile tempers, enhanced strength, fire conjuration, immunity to flame Signature Magic: combustion spells, wildfire manipulation, soul-heat channeling Trial Weakness: cannot survive underwater realms without aid Whispers filled the room. I scribbled in my notebook so fast my hand cramped. “Many godbloods,” the professor continued, “live unaware of their lineage. But don’t fret.” She offered a knowing smile. “In your third week here, you’ll undergo a blood test to determine your divine origin. The truth will reveal itself, whether you’re ready or not.”

NADIA MY RIVAL “What the fuck is your problem? Don’t you ever have anything better to do aside from always getting on my nerves, you little piece of shit?” Nadia screamed, voice sharp enough to cut through the post-game noise on the court. Her chest heaved, her skin glowing with sweat under the lights, full breasts straining against her sports bra as she glared pure fire at me. God, she’s stunning when she’s pissed. That fire only made me want her more.

She glanced at the fountain first before she looked at Theo. "I wanted to show you this special and sacred place in hopes that you will understand me and the way we live, even just for a little." Theo said with all seriousness. Maddie just nodded to urge him to continue. "This flame was revived when the war from a long time ago was put to an end. Since then, this flame was not on the verge of dying out." "Wait." Maddie even put her hand up to stop Theo from speaking. "What does the war have to do with the flame? Is the war about putting water in it?" Maddie was serious but Theo chuckled on her question which made her brows knot.

He followed her discreetly, saw her enter in a wood house, then hid himself behind the window until he overheard Remus’ actual plan. The dragon king was no stranger to Remus’s ambition, and quite familiar with the fact that Amaya intended to let Remus take the throne instead of Thorn. She believed that he had the right personality for it; he could lie for the right cause and use his intelligence to manipulate others. Eros agreed that such abilities were essential for a king, but certainly weren’t at the core of the job. In fact, Remus could never be as good a king as Thorn. Those same strengths could also be fatal shortcomings, for either him, or the kingdom.