Holy Fire Book Novels & Stories

Stripes. Burning across my body like fire. The air itself seemed to change. The wolves hesitated. Just for a second. That was their mistake. I moved. Faster than before. Stronger. Unstoppable. I tore through them. No hesitation now. No strategy. Just dominance. One after another. They fell. Until only one remained. Celdor stepped forward. Finally. I tilted my head slightly, blood dripping from my jaw. “You should have stayed hidden.” He didn’t respond.

Benette told them, “But the miasma has already seeped into his system...” [Johan, take the vial] instructed Seb. He took Dorin’s hand and placed it on Johan’s lap, setting it palm down on a torn piece of Johan's pants where it was in contact with Johan’s bare thigh. [White Fire is also known as Divine or Holy Fire. It is a fire that does not burn but cleanses the darkness. As you open it, I want you to feel the flame, and try to duplicate it.] He looked straight at the fire mage.

With that, I gripped Quinn's hand and he teleported us out of the house, into the compound. All thanks to Quinn, the Holy water, and Bible couldn't harm me since he was Immune to their strong effect. While outside the house, I could hear Colton and Victoria struggling to transform. They still weren't aware of what was coming for them. Walking out of the large gates of the compound into the street, I began my manipulations. That way, the fire I was about to start wouldn't harm me. The fire was harmful to demonic beings as a result of the Holy Bible that was used in making it. That was the main reason we'd surrounded the house with the holy book.

And before they could even ask just what exactly the goddess means by that, Athena suddenly re-opens the book up to somewhere in the last part, then out of nowhere, a bright blaze bursts forth in her hands. William yelps, recoiling, and nearly falling right out of the desk, “What are you—Athena, what are you doing?!” While Proserpina can only stare, stunned into bewildered silence–but there was a part of her that was completely horrified–as the goddess of wisdom simply brings the fire to meet the open book because, for real, what the hell is she doing?!

Gold would do to this, Gold wouldn't do that, Gold doesn't like this, Gold likes that. They kill a part of him even before he has the chance to try it. "But just like a phoenix, I am reborn again..." He rises from the ashes. The exact same thing people burn is where he'll come back. This time, stronger and better. This time, he rejects to care about what they think will suit him. This is his life. Another symbolism of fire is judgment. "I love my fans, I really do." He didn't prepare a speech. He's just speaking things that enter his mind. It doesn't have an order.

I watched in fear, unsure what was happening. “This brethren broke the rule of mating,” Roger said. “Not as severe a violation as yours. But still, one that must be punished.” He nodded again, and an attendant stepped forward with a small vial of liquid. He reached up and splashed it on the chained demon. The chained demon started shrieking. I watched his skin bubble up all over his arm, welts appearing immediately, as if he were burned. His shrieks were horrific. “This is not just any holy water,” Roger said, staring down at me,“but fire, it's holy fire as much as it might look like liquid. From the Vatican. I assure you that it will burn through any skin, and that the pain will be horrific

Chyne’s POV This dumbfuck of a hunter is starting to get on my last nerve.” Stop avoiding my question.” I tell him through gritted teeth but if I’m being honest I’m starting to lose interest really quick in this guy. Such a loser killed my friend and there’s not much I can do about it besides what I am now. Demons are hard to kill and to truly make sure they are dead u need holy fire from the all mighty’s throne room. To build your castle around the holy fire its just simply evil and cruel and screams power hungry. But I guess in a way works out. You wouldn’t want anyone just walking around with something that can kill you.

“So, having broken through the Second Heaven, which is linked to Gehenna, the Damned were on the verge of penetrating the Shamayim at one of its weak points. An area that happened to be directly above your beloved woods. I disposed of them with relative ease, but the heavenly uproar caused a brutal storm to manifest on the mortal plane. I set to work repairing the fray in the Border when a particularly bolt of lightning struck the forest, setting an oak on fire. “And who should be standing there in the burning tree's shadow but you? Alone in the wilderness on that dreadful night, staring into the flames like they held some sort of revelation. You watched as the fire fought the rain, des

The goddess must hate me for some reason. Wiping the thought from my mind, my eyes land on the only fictional book in the stack. I am actually a “facts over fiction” kind of girl usually. But, this time, I find myself choosing otherwise. Maybe it’s time for a change. Running my fingers across the cover and staring at the fiery red dragon, I am suddenly reminded of Millie. Goddess, Millie!

I was late morning when Tristan entered the room pulling my head of the book, I looked at him in slight amazement. “We have the conference call in twenty minutes.” He greeted stepping into the room as I looked up. “What?” He asked and I held up the book. “Tristan, this book.” I stated not really knowing how to explain it. “It’s a novel, just a story that I found in the library, but it’s based on a family of werewolves, the two daughters, twins, were born with a special gift, they could produce fire and ice.” I uttered and watched as his brows rose. “They later became joint alphas of the their pack. Do you think this could be the story of the alpha twins that we were looking for?”