Flames Of Chaos Novels & Stories

But they saw how the barrier walls of the enchantment were melted by the sheer heat of the flames before waves and waves of them came rolling over the skies, turning even mountains and hills into molten rocks, and everywhere around them was now a great lake of liquid magma. Hardly anyone could refrain from crying out with shock and awe when they saw what happened, be they warriors of the West or Huaxia. Heavens Almighty... What terrible flames... Waves wiped over everywhere, reaching even the thunderstorm enchantment that trapped Angus inside. He did not even know what was going on when he saw the flames coming like tidal waves at him. He barely yelped a word when the flames easily engulfed

I glanced at all the hunters who were attacking my family and people. “Ahhh!” I screamed while stretching my hand and pointing them toward the hunters. My fire rushed to all the hunters, splitting in its way and hitting every single hunter present on the battlefield. My flames hit them hard-throwing them away far from where they were earlier, Vroxious fell far away from Gabriel. I breathed heavily in pure rage, “How dare you to touch him!” I yelled and let my flames hit him hard. He stumbled back and tried to block my flames by making a shield but I used my chaos power and shook the ground under him, making him stumbled back and unable to concentrate.

He fell to the ground, the explosion throwing him to the ground. Why was this happening? His plan was perfect! All he had to do was infuse Chaos into the earth, and he would be strong enough to beat Fos at his own game! He wanted to be free, but why are these mortals and gods keeping him from the one thing he wanted the most? Why? “Why!?”, he screamed, as he exploded with energy once more, his body getting covered with armour. It covered his entire body, the obsidian colour contrasting with the red pouring from the eyes, chest and limbs.

“Excellent.” He turned toward the shadows. “The Flame now carries darkness within her. When the time comes, it will either destroy her… or make her unstoppable.” He raised his goblet in silent triumph. “Prepare the armies. The age of war has begun.” Thunder rumbled across the horizon. And beneath the rising moon, destiny sharpened its blade.

"Now they're leaves in the wind, with a touch of humidity... As if they were leaves blown by the winds of a storm that's brewing." "Yours have changed too, they still look like a field of flowers, but this time, the flower that catches my eye the most is almost forgotten... I had to look in my archives and also in my safe... It was very difficult, as I only have a single seed that hasn't bloomed." Ghost replied, approaching me. "The flower is called the Flames of Hephaestus. They say they were created from the sparks of God's hammer when it meets the anvil." I turned my face towards Lycan, curious about the information.

said Laura coldly. Buzz! Laura slowly lifted her hands the moment she said that and a ball of black flames started burning in her palms. The air surrounding it was instantly distorted. The black flames were Laura’s Hell Flame—third among the world’s magical flames! Laura then casually lifted her hands and the Hell Flame whooshed out! At this scene, all of the Box family disciples were stunned in their hearts. Roar! The black Hell Flame exploded among the crowd and quickly spread out. In the short moment of a few breaths, those engulfed by the flames wailed horribly!

There was something glowing in my mind that was about to explode. The fleeting feelings of unknown was at the center of my thoughts. At this moment I am a prisoner in a free world. Every corners of my mind seemed to speak by themselves and my heart seemed to be in ablaze. I stared blankly at the bright light in house in daze. It was like my eyes were roving around for something which I was not there. Something beyond its reach it persisted and jammed my heart with queer thoughts. In this night, I felt like embracing somebody. My heart felt lonely and devoid while my whole body seemed into be in flames.

"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."

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At any cost. Rose swallowed hard, seeing the unshed tears in his eyes. A madness in that gaze, fear of losing her. She cupped his face and held her gaze. “You are a flame of sin, Vladimir, Who burns everything around him. And I decided to stay away from you the moment I opened my eyes.” She inhaled sharply seeing his eyes, “But it didn’t let me in peace. I felt like a moth, pulling into your flames. Again and again. That’s what I have become. That’s what you made out of me. It’s better to burn in your flames with you than live without you.”