Flames Of Chaos Novels & Stories

Cassia stood in the center, Seryna at her side, with Nova and Liam flanking her. “I am Cassia Ashford,” she said clearly, her voice carrying through the domed chamber. “Daughter of Nova. Daughter of Liam. Born of fire and oath.” She paused, locking eyes with the most skeptical lord, Kaelen Velstra, known for his hatred of the Flameborne. “My blood is old. But my vision is new.” Murmurs. She continued. “A darkness is rising beyond our lands. A force older than dragons, older than Houses, older than war. He calls himself Flamefather. But make no mistake, he is not here to rule. He is here to erase.”

The person stuttered, "M-Mr. Zalmer… are you saying D-Dr. Zal—Winifred—is your daughter?" Serena ignored the crowd and moved the cursor to play the surveillance footage. In it, I wore a white laboratory coat and wore a surgical mask as I meticulously worked on an experiment. Everything seemed normal. Just then, the glass beaker before me caught on fire without warning. Flames soon shot to the sky as a thick plume of smoke came from the beaker. Upon seeing that, Raiden pointed at the screen and exclaimed, "There! Winifred, you must've done something wrong. Don't worry, though. I can endure your punishment on your behalf!"

When they were almost to the pack house, I used my Green Flames to control the earth to stop them. A Phoenix is born with a specific fire, The Red Flame is the most common The Orange Flame is for healing The Purple Flame is for turning back and accelerating time for a living being The Pink Flame is for telepathy, empathy, and telekinesis Finally, the Blue Flame, is the most lethal, it is as cold as ice but burns like fire. Each flame could burn, but not at the same intensity depending on which flame it is, each having its specific properties. I was born with what we call the Rainbow Flames, it is a Flame created from each of the Flames, I can use them individually or simultaneously. It was h

Since he was facing the Zago race, Chase visualized the Flame Dominance Star Lord for his Acala technique, which was better suited for group attacks. Behind him, a massive fire being phantom stood proudly between heaven and earth. With a wave of its hand, several streams of flowing fire shot out, including divine-grade superior Divine Order's Flame, holy fire, and divine fire. Wherever the flowing fire reached, the Zago race's flying insects and insect army caught fire and scattered in all directions. Only a few stronger ones could survive in these fierce flames.

But as something else. Something closer to what she had seen in the Flame. Brighter. Open. Connected. And then— It happened. The moment. The fracture. The choice. Everything around him began to collapse. Not gently. Not naturally. Violently. Unpredictably. The fragments of the Flame pulling away. Separating. Breaking apart faster than they were meant to. Chaos. Real chaos. Uncontrolled. Unstable. Dangerous. And in the middle of it— He made a choice.

“You made the fire. I am the flame.” The realm shuddered, The god rose monstrous and ancient. Its arms like mountains. Its mouth wide enough to swallow oceans It charged. Liora raised her hands, Flame erupted, But not gold, Not blue, White, Pure, Cleansing, Dangerous even to her, Her power scorched the fabric of the Ash Realm. She screamed with it. “I am not your vessel.” “I am your end.”

Without delay, he shortened his speech and within moments, declared his acceptance: “I, Emory Saint, accept the role of Alpha of the Fire Stone Pack. I will guard it with my life and ensure peace and harmony for all who are part of or accepted into this pack.” As he spoke, a strange tingling coursed through my body. Sparks of electricity seemed to ignite within me, and my eyes turned a brighter, more piercing blue. Angora rushed onto the podium, standing directly in front of me as my eyes slowly returned to normal. We didn’t want the pack to see what was happening just yet—we needed to understand why Matthias had kept this secret all these years.

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!”

Her throat and tongue were also hurt by the fire. "That thing... It shouldn't be in here." Santi murmured." That fire. That flame. The one that the Viscount's family used was the Flames of Gehenna. The Flames of Gehenna were the most dangerous of all the fires. And only a handful of people could control the Flames of Gehenna. Truthfully, if the Flames of Gehenna were used, everyone would be devoured and nothing would remain. With just a whisp of the wind, a small Flames of Gehenna could expand depending on the wind that was controlled.

Back then, Cheryl hid inside the Cleansing Vase to avoid the Undead Queen’s soul sense. “Are you guys going? You keep droning on and on!” King Sandros was waiting impatiently. “Let’s go. What’s your hurry?” Whoosh! Worry-free, Blaze immediately jumped into the volcanic crater. After that, the crowd entered one after another. The truth was not far from what Blaze had said. His peculiar flame carried a certain law and attribute that did not belong to this world. As long as he enveloped himself with the flame, the starving ghosts and evil spirits wandering in the Hell Tower would hide far away from him.