Flames Of Chaos Novels & Stories

All because of this sudden explosion, this weapon of mass - destruction that could only be the creation of someone Vayu damned himself for letting go earlier. Vayu clenched his fist, breaths heavy with heat. Flames gathered around his body. His face and voice distorted into monstrosity. Column of flames erupted out of Vayu, lighting up the colorless carnage before him. With a long, echoing howl, Flare Fox announced his fury, that someone would soon feel the scorching heat of his flames.

It seemed plausible that Logan had concealed his full abilities in previous battles, deeming them unworthy of his true strength. The brilliant golden flames emitted intense heat, capable of even scorching the dimension itself. Even from a distance, the others could sense the searing heat waves. Had Logan unleashed Glutton Inferno earlier, both the valley's elites and the Lycans would have faced annihilation. The clash between the golden flames and the freezing white mist was a spectacle. The golden flames, with the power to burn through steel and souls, collided with the mist capable of freezing existence. Despite their opposing properties, they met in a magnificent collision, mutually oblit

The scene was like a stormy wave that was indescribably shocked, and it intended to completely swallow Zephyr Khan and the others! Taking a closer look! These crimson flames were all scarlet 'demonic flowers', and they emanated a scorching aura that seemed capable of melting everything in the world!

I flinched. "Down," Vance said, low and fast, and I knew the voice, and I stopped fighting it. "Get down, get under, I got you. Stay low." And he pushed me off the chair to the cold concrete and put himself over me, his broad back to the door, and I understood that even a nine-year traitor could choose, at the very end, which story got told about him. The dark filled with muzzle flash and the smell of cordite and diesel and blood, and over all of it, closer every second, cutting through the chaos like the one true thing in the world, came a voice I'd know at the bottom of the ocean, roaring my name into the black.

As the fire raged fiercely, I took my husband's hand and tried to rush out of the banquet hall with him. However, Frank Winston shook me off and turned to run toward his assistant, Johanna Scott. As I stood frozen in disbelief, the cabinet beside me collapsed with a rumble and pinned me beneath it. I yelled out for Frank, but he simply picked Johanna up and hurried off without a single glance back at me. Flames and thick smoke enveloped me. I watched helplessly as Frank and Johanna moved further and further away until I eventually lost consciousness.

“I have this secretary once who believes in astrology and kept spewing those things. I wouldn’t have been interested except I often remember whatever I hear. And, of course, it’s strange. I always remember everything I read or hear about magic, or witchcraft, tarot, astrology… anything strange and weird to anyone else but me.” One eyebrow sexily twitches up her intelligent forehead. “Chiara… twin flames supposedly quarrel a lot. So it must not be true, because as far as I can tell… I don’t want any quarrels with you.” “Considering you’re someone who can produce natural disasters when stressed, I wouldn’t want that, either.” I lose my smile. “I really don’t want to create any more storms. Thi

With a final flourish, she extinguished the flames, leaving only a faint wisp of smoke in their wake. Elara, the newcomer with the Celestial Flames, stepped forward next. Her presence commanded attention, and her eyes burned with a fierce intensity. "My power is the Celestial Flames," she said, her voice ringing with authority. "These flames are imbued with celestial energy, capable of healing and destruction."

“This is Blaz Flame. This kind of fire can burn a person even if they are in armor.” “There are different kinds of fires?” Anna frowns. “A dragon can create three kinds of fires,” Lavi explains. “In human form, we can create the Blaz Flame and the Cold Flame. Cold Flame is the regular kind of fire which we see in every household. It can burn down a human but supernatural creatures can recover from it. A Blaz Flame is more dangerous. Any area burnt with this flame will result in instant death. Luckily, this flame does not have a long range. It is only for enemies who are up close.”

The chamber screams. And through it, I hear laughter. Not War’s. Not Death’s. Not Oath’s. Chaos. Her voice is silk and storm, sliding down every thread, touching every god’s throat. “Two flames once sundered are whole again.” The chamber shatters. Pillars of light bend and crack into prisms. Flames lick the void. War howls, blade raised. Death smiles, eyes bottomless. Oathkeeper clutches his wrists; his bracelets burn his flesh.