Flamingo Myth Novels & Stories

When he finally spoke, it wasn’t to comfort me. “She,” he repeated. “Not it.” I nodded once. “She called herself the First Flame.” Something flickered in his eyes, it was like recognition but he quickly masked it. “That’s a myth,” he said. “An old tale mothers tell pups so they don’t stray too far into the woods.” “Then why did you flinch when I said it?” He didn’t answer. Instead, he turned toward the northern slope where the horns had sounded. “Because myths have a way of waking when they’re named.”

But the facts were all aligned in his mind and there was no denying it. The pheonix had always been a myth, a story that warriors dreamed of when they sought glory on the battle-field. Hoping, that someday the pheonix would rise and fight by their side, burning their enemies to the ground. People had always described the pheonix as a flaming bird, a creature of fire and destruction . But what if the stories had been exaggerated over the centuries. What if the pheonix wasn't a bird at all... but a powerful Ardanam rising from the ashes, spreading her wings, with the full majesty of her Soulborn power behind her. What if the pheonix, that creature of blood and ash, of hope and destruction - wa

The seven spots looked like colorful flames, dividing into seven different areas on the back. The seven streams of flame emanated a scorching aura, and it caused others to shudder with fear. "I can't believe it's actually a Rainbow Frog?" Zephyr Khan couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling when he saw the appearance of the demonic beast. "Hah hah hah... Flying Crocodile, this Rainbow Frog and your race are incompatible like fire and water. You have a deep grudge against each other for generations. Now you're willing to abandon face and join hands with it in order to deal with me?"

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“Bad memories.” Kayla came running up. “Mom, Dad! Everyone okay?” Jackson and Chloe wrapped her in a hug. “Yeah, kiddo. We’re just glad you’re safe,” Jackson said. “I was practicing my powers by the water, and some spirit dragged me in,” Kayla explained. Chloe froze, her hands trembling. “Liam…” Later in the night she waked inside the water, fireflies were gathering around her. Liam, she whispered. The water was a glowing blue. He rose and came closer. She hugged him.

He said gasping. Alex took deep breaths and loosened his hold on his neck. Then, he asked, “What omens?” “Please put me down, Prince. I will tell you everything.” Alex glared at him for a few moments before releasing him. “The day her son was conceived, five hundred vultures were hovering over the Golden Palace.” “So what, they are just birds, Alaric.” “That is not the point. Vultures are forbidden from entering the Golden Land. They bring darkness and death. The fact that the vultures appeared is a very bad omen…”

I raised my palm and said,” let me think. I looked around the room trying to come up with a plan. The fire burning in the fireplace caught my eye. A moth flew towards it dazzled by the flame. It turned to ashes the moment its wings touched the fire. If the fire had managed to move back just by an inch the moth would have been saved. The fire is not capable of maintaining distance but I can. His pain-filled eyes flashed before me and I felt a pang of regret but I had to do this. I couldn’t let Alex burn like the moth just because he wanted to come near me.

“Did that magical chamber took your Uncle to a fairyland? Did he already saw the what they called, fairyland?” “Uhm…” “No, right? So how did this chamber exist when it was just a myth, a story to satisfy kids and make them believe that magic exists. We’ve been there, but this is a realistic world. And magic like turning you into a frog, and one kiss from a prince, you shift back, doesn’t exist.” She heaved a deep sighed. “Yeah, you’re right.” “Of course, I am—” “But Uncle Flavio stories are pretty convincing—”

Malia From the moment those words left his mouth I knew he was lying, I had seen his face as clear as day, at least as clear as I could in the dark in that drunken memory, hell I made out with that damn face multiple times and that tattoo was extremely distinctive for a regular common tattoo. Why did he lie? Did he think it would be awkward or something? Did he think I was going to tell Mariah about his identity from that night? Telling my best friend that her brother was the one I slept with that night when I was drunk would not go as well as you think and besides it was one night it's not like we were going continue to sleep together again. letting out a sigh "You're right must've been som

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