Invisible Flames Novels & Stories

I spoke as I lit my hands with blue flame, one of the hottest and powerful flames that will devour any type of flame, even if it is the vengeance spirit who is said to be ancient. I threw the flames and the place started to turn blue, ah...such a beautiful sight. I started to laugh but that was soon stopped as the flames slowly began to turn bright red. It's fighting. "THIS IS WHY I HATE ELEMENTAL USERS!" And as it shouted, red flames started to engulf my blue flames. I smirked, and so, my plan will work after all. I planned to make this stupid spirit irritated as soon as I realized that this is not any of the guardians. I started to gather half of my mana and release it to cause an explosio

His eyes blazed with the fervor of one hungry for completion, and his hands burned brightly like the sun. “Brimstone,” Mane stated and activated the power within. Flames much stronger than his regular tongues of fire engulfed him. These were blue flames that burned as brightly as the sun. But Mane wasn’t finished. He wanted to one shot the beast before him. And he was going to give his all for that. “True Flames”

Briggs grunted as his boots hit the road. He flexed his newly upgraded level-two muscles, a sudden orange glow illuminating the dark fabric of his uniform. With a low grunt, he slammed his palms together, channeling his newly enhanced element. A concentrated jet of bright, high-temperature flame erupted from his hands, instantly melting the ice on the road and engulfing a cluster of rushing zombies. The infected collapsed into ash before they could even reach the vehicle. Beside him, Jolie’s vines whipped out of her sleeves like green lightning, piercing through the foreheads of three zombies simultaneously and tossing their bodies into the snow.

since I knew she wasn't wearing any panties under that rag. While she crouched back down, reaching for the soap, our eyes remained locked on one another. Her blue irises burned, heat waking my every carnal impulse, and I didn't dare take my eyes off her. But when she placed the bar of soap on the inside of her thigh, my gaze fell to the movement. Round and round she circled the soap over her skin, creating a thick layer of bubbles. I'd be lying if I said my cock wasn't starting to react to the sight in front of me. The way her hands touched her skin, and how she stared at me with hatred in her eyes enticed my monster, made him pace behind his cage.

The past and present were starting to bleed through each other. She drove the blade into the center of the pile and lit the fire. Flames curled up eagerly, yellow at first… then blue. Then— Black. Thick, unnatural. Like it was eating light. The fire hissed like it was angry to be born. Sparks leapt out and bit her skin, but she didn’t flinch. Smoke snaked upward, curling into forms that had no right to shape themselves: claws… eyes… mouths with too many teeth. Emilia didn’t move.

You thought you could erase me? Watch me etch my name in every breath you take. I am not soft. I am not sweet. I am not yours. I am fire. And fire never begs to be seen.

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.”

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!"

The fire and heat bursts out of me like a shockwave only being directed towards the dark fae. They all burst into flames and fall. My family and friends are unaffected. I open my mouth and molten lava spews out. Cascading down my bare chest. The burn is delicious, it’s intoxicating. I levitate into the air as the molten lava flows from my mouth. My skin bursting into flames. I don’t fight it; I let it run free. My heart beat picks up again, and I know Vilkas is fighting.

bs and my mood turns cold. I try my hardest to turn my emotions off, after all its just sex. Why should this bother me, it won’t be the first time I’ve done it without it being my choice. I open my eyes and coldly stare at Mark. I walk toward him with my face emotionally blank. I stop inches away from where he sits with his eyes glued to me. Reaching behind my back, I pulled the string that is holding my shirt up. As my blood red top falls to the floor, I kept my eyes on Mark. I watch as he stares at my bare breasts and felt a little more in control of the situation when his mouth dropped open. I move toward him and placed my legs on each side of his legs in a straddled position never takin