Invisible Flames Romane & Geschichten

It hasn’t rained in at least a week, the forest is very dry. For a moment the flames dance in a way that makes me think they are trying to tell a story. I shake my head but the flames continue to form the shape of people. Suddenly the people begin the run from a darkness that makes the flames disappear for a moment. What is going on? The smoke fills my lungs and I begin to gasp for air. I look up, the smoke in the sky is black and thick. The smell of burnt pine is making it hard to breathe.

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

Ordinary quality Divine Order's Flame, holy fire, and divine fire could not destroy it, but now, it had turned to ash. The Zago Baby Spirit realized the flames Chase had summoned could not be taken lightly. They had to be at least superior divine-grade flames to achieve such effects. The ghostly light in its eyes changed from blue to purple as the death aura around it grew heavier. Black smoke spread like clawing ghosts or soul-reaping messengers from hell. Chase did not want to entangle with it further. The Greedy Wolf Blade emerged, and a razor-sharp blade light dozens of feet long instantly slashed down.

In the twinkling of an eye, twenty to thirty clusters of black smoke had almost burned out, with only three or four clusters left. Black Fog retracted suddenly and turned into a young man's figure with an unclear face, but his eyes were blood red and very cruel. He shouted angrily, "It's impossible. What rank is your flame? How can you control my Black Void Inflammation?" Ding Hao said nothing. He shook the huge flame sword and it was divided into five or six smaller flame swords. In the sword bodies, the square Chinese character inscriptions were flickering. Then they turned into a flowing string of flame light, as it was pushed outward by Ding Hao with his palms; it moved to strangle Black

It got hotter and stronger. The core of the light began turning a pale blue, showing that it was increasing in heat. Blue flames always are hotter than white and that pale blue was leaving my body and blasting against the darkness. Vandeer's shadows were stripped away and the blue flames devoured her aging body. It blasted through her and into the ground, pulverizing her aging skin and bones until she was nothing. There was nothing left of her. Not even her ashes, they blew away in the air. My jaw snapped shut and the blue flame was gone. Only a scorched part of the ground remained where Vandeer had been standing

They said at the same time. “Calling upon the grace, pledge my soul to the sovereignty of flames- Exquisite Blaze.” Flames surrounded Persephone and amplified her capabilities. That fire doesn’t leave the opponent’s body unless it turns to ashes and he doesn’t want to be anywhere near it. “Red Rain!” Azen asked his spell, fire collecting on his fist and falling embers from the sky. “Behold the agony of land; Earth’s Anger!” Randall cast his spell. Hands come out from the ground, reaching out to crush enemies in their hands.

" I forced myself to look away from her breathtaking body and focus on the hand she had outstretched to me and then raised my eyes to meet her gaze, which held no trace of her smile. Her eyes tell a tale opposite the proper, posh princess she was trying to portray. Her eyes, a beautiful shade of emerald with brown honey flakes, told the truth. They radiated hatred, anger, and anguish. They showed shimmers of the need for an adventure, the hope for a new beginning, and when my gaze fully met hers, they showed a flicker of desire, of want. They lit a flame deep within me, an inferno that only she would be able to extinguish if I let her close enough. "Hades," I reply, ignoring her outstretched

He bit his lip. I screwed my eyes shut trying to imagine him as an hyena or anything ugly because at that moment I wanted to crawl into his arms, beg him to touch me and do whatever he wanted as long as he got rid of the fire that was burning inside me. But he'd make a joke out of it and the thought of just that made me mad at him. "Oh Marvelous." His voice made me open my eyes instantly. "Why are you so---"

It summons a storm and strikes enemies down with lightning. The rogues pause and look up at the storm brewing above them. Then, one by one, lightning strikes them down. She-wolves scream and scatter. Moss and the others look on with horror. ‘May!’ Nina screams. The rogues spread out to avoid the storm and run towards May. ‘Oh no, M-Magnus, what was the flame spell?’ ‘Inferno Flamo.’ I yell. ‘Inferno Flamo.’ She repeats loudly. A ball of flame appears. May aims and flings it towards a rogue, then another ball of flame appears. She knocks down as many as she can as they run towards the creek to put the flames out.

Raven ignored her, going to the tap with a glass cup and turning on the faucet as she said in one breath, "Mum, where's Armando? The one who cooks?" Annabelle turned to look at her daughter, and let her eyes sweep through her body. "Are you alright, sweetheart?" Raven immediately gulped down the water, hissing when it didn't do anything to reduce the burn then put her hand under the faucet, splashing water on her face before groaning. "Why am I on fire?!" As she turned to face her Mother, there was an amused look on the older woman's face that weirdly irritated her. "What's funny?"