Ghost Rider Blue Flame Novels & Stories

Most of the humans were under the spell domes, a few countable people weren't so fortunate however. As the flames rose, Kohl looked at the bright image to his right. The flames were strong, almost glowing blue with a special force. It was a wizard, trying to increase the heat of the flame which would devour the Vampire walking straight into it. And there he was, walking through the blue flames as if it were nothing. Kohl's eyes almost flew out in shock. "I- Impossible..." he muttered to himself, a gathering of gasps accompanied with his. Varca smiled at the attention he was getting. He truly was someone who was monstrous.

Who could be stupid enough to go out knowing that there are carnivorous flies! I didn’t waste any time and dashed at great speed towards the center of the plaza. I swing my blade, coated with black flames. When I swung the blade, it threw a vertical flame, gliding and torching the flies in the area. The thing about not fully absorbing Gorshe’s flames is that they are weaker when the hell dragon is far away from me. Using the blade that Belphegor gave me as a form of medium help me save and increase the power of the black flame. It is longer, but having a trusted familiar to run missions for you isn’t so bad so even if it is taking me a little longer, I don’t have any regrets about letting Go

When I walked out of the doctor's office with my test results, the hospital's advertisement screen played the scene of Brandon proposing to me. Under a dazzling starry sky, deep blue fireworks lit up the night. He wore a white suit and kneeled in a rose garden, opening a box with a diamond ring inside. The scene was so beautiful that it looked like something straight out of a romance drama. I overheard some patients' family members chatting with a nurse. "I'm really so jealous of Ms. Pace. Meeting a man like Mr. Foster is the luck of eight lifetimes."

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.”

After I made sure that she couldn't see me, I got into the passenger side of his blue sports car. I love blue, but I feel so out of place in his car. I felt out of place in Conner’s dark red BMW, too, but not as much as I do in Clint’s Ferrari. When dragons venture into the human world, they only return with the best things, and cars are no exception. Every year, they buy the newest models, too. Royal dragons control gem and precious metal mines, so they either cash out their stock dividends to buy things, or sell off some gems or metals. They also use their wealth to pay their servants, like me.

"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."

Ethan scrolled through the options like he was searching for a cure. Then suddenly: “Boom. Found it. ‘Galaxy Goons 3: The Wormhole Wedding.’” Mr. Wright exhaled sharply. “You can’t be serious.” “It’s iconic,” Ethan declared. “Best chaotic franchise since Fast & Furious went to space.” The screen lit up with the poster: a green alien in a tuxedo holding hands with a space pirate bride mid-explosion. I blinked. “What… am I looking at?”

Watching the police car drive away, I collapsed to the ground. I felt completely drained. After experiencing the same tragedy in both lives, I was at my limit physically and mentally. Michael helped me into the passenger seat of the car and started the engine. As I watched the scenery pass me by outside the window, I couldn't stop crying. Jared hadn't always been like this. I couldn't believe that a person could change so much in just a few years. Years ago, when my house caught fire, I was surrounded by flames. Just as I was at the brink of despair, Jared rushed through the fire like a hero and saved me.

Even wrapped in Alexander’s arms, her mind spun with Celeste’s revelations, the undercurrents of secrets she’d barely begun to comprehend, and the new questions about the fire that had turned her apartment and the remnants of her independence into smoke. By morning, she was already in the study, reviewing the preliminary investigation report Celeste had delivered in a discreet black folder sealed with the Drake crest. Her hands trembled as she flipped through pages filled with grainy surveillance stills, emails between Genevieve’s assistant and a man identified only as “R. Mun.” According to Celeste’s brother’s security team, “T. Cho” was short for Tae-min Cho, a cousin of the assistant and

Blue flames began to rise from around me. “What have I done?” I asked myself in thought before my mind as well went out too. Blue flames don’t just come from nowhere. They can only be conjured up and controlled by a phoenix king and the last person to have such power was Ryan. Besides him, Blue flames come from only one place and it was outside the entire world. The Underworld.