Ignis Ff Novels & Stories

*Boom* Both men stared into the other’s eyes, locked in a maddening clash that shook the entire stadium. Igneous released a small roar and slammed his foot onto the stage. The stage remained firm, undaunted by the power of one beneath 6 Stars, but the earth did tremble. The black aura that engulfed Igneous grew stronger and exploded into the sky. When it faded, his aura had changed. It was no longer as dark as the night it embodied, but fiery red, like the flames of hell. #The one who reigns over fire has reared his head. Would Jack be able to handle this as well? #

“We’re just getting started.” Then he whispered something foreign, words laced with ancient magic: "Ignara vel’kuth, sevarin dae. Fira’kell mor’tae—nel aquor obey." Fire burst across her face. Cassandra screamed as flames engulfed her skin, searing flesh in seconds. The smell of burning filled the air, thick and suffocating. Her body bucked against the bed as she tried to extinguish the fire, rubbing her face against the sheets in a desperate, useless attempt.

Igneous immediately swoops me up off the floor. For a split second my beast seems to calm at having him near. Then she goes haywire once more when she inhales the scent of his release that is so potent on his skin. He would take charge when he knows we suffer. How dare he treat us this way. She spits flames in my mind as she sets her enclosure on fire and the pain in my mind ricochets as my back bows in agony. I'm on the floor in front of the fireplace now as Igneous quickly tries to start a fire. Suddenly a dark void fills my vision. Black eyes look into mine and then quickly disappear. I see the void push Igneous away from the mantle as it takes the gasoline fear and throws it on the wood.

The mechanical one was still a useless weight at my side, a reminder of the power we had faced. ​“You aren’t just rewriting the network,” Ignis said, walking over to the console. She looked at the holographic projection I was studying, a complex lattice of silver and gold lines that resembled a map of the stars. “That’s not the planet, Silas. That’s a path.”

Just like the cro‌ss inked on⁠ my back, fire consuming it, I’d be the cross with her fucking name on it the blo⁠od in‍ my v‌eins the flames that would want to devour‌ her. If an⁠yone asked⁠ me⁠ what the definition of a‍ c⁠lus⁠terfu⁠ck was, I’d say three word‌s Lila, and me. Ever⁠ything about‍ us was wro‍ng, yet I couldn’t i‍magine never having her again, not being able to fe‍el her from the inside and if whatever‌ was about⁠ to go down‍ betwe‌e‌n me and my fami‌ly t⁠urned o‍ut in o‍ur f‌avor, I‍ didn’t kn‌ow if I would be able to let her go‌.

Her hand moved. Fast. Reaching for something on the table beside her. A gun. CATARINA I saw it before Jameson did. The way her eyes shifted. The slight lean of her body. The desperate calculation of someone with nothing left to lose. My hand was already moving. The dagger left my palm in a perfect arc—muscle memory, years of training, instinct honed to a razor's edge. It flew true. Fiona's fingers had just closed around the gun when the blade hit her.

Her hair flowed like the wind itself, and her eyes sparkled with the playfulness of a spring gale. Seventh was Ignathar, the Flame Sovereign. He was a towering figure of fire and molten rock, his body radiating intense heat. His eyes were burning coals, and his presence was both fearsome and awe-inspiring, like a volcano about to erupt. The trial began with Seraphiel, the Radiant One, speaking in a voice that resonated through the chamber like the ringing of a celestial bell. “Astrid Wynter, Arbiter of Balance, you stand accused of violating the sacred laws of non-interference. The charges against you are severe. How do you plead?”

Set Fire and Burn Trigger Warnings: Abduction, Violence, Murder/Assassination, Strong Language, Sex, Death, Substance Abuse, Dismemberment, Blood/Gore, Mutilation of Corpse, Sexual Assault, Crude Language, Immolation, Imprisonment, Voyeurism, Illegal Activities, Bondage, Prejudice, and Miscarriage. Not all family is blood, some family is found. Wounds take time to heal. Now shut up, sit down, and read this book like a good little mortal.

Is that piece the green dragon with the silver eyes or am I just confused because of all of these emotions rushing through me? I nod to the brothers, signaling to them, I am ready to mark them as mine. I hold up my index finger to my lips. I watch it turn into a metallic shimmering talon. I don't know how long Regina can keep it looking this way without revealing more of her rare coloration, so I kiss it before I start to blow on it. My breath becomes a teal flame as it wraps around my talon. My eyes locked with Cassius first. As he smirked, he opened his dress shirt to reveal his toned bare chest. I leaned up to kiss him as my talon ran down the length of his chest. Our moans filled the nig

"He needs no introduction to all of you, and you're aware he's here because we have a serious problem." Everyone was silent while they waited for Dan to begin. They had all worked the three recent terrible fires, and arson had been on everyone's mind. "I'd like to have better news for you," he began, "but, unfortunately, we've determined that these fires were deliberately set. Arson. What we call, as you know, incendiary. They all began on the first floor, in the back, in an empty room. Piles of old cloths and newspapers were used, covered with paint thinner, which is a dangerous incendiary." He looked at everyone. "One thing is a little different about these than several others I've investi