Iron Flame Part 2 Novels & Stories

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

Only my call interface remained on the screen, without showing who I contacted. I noticed Jack exhale ever so slightly. My fans shouted in frustration, “What is this? Where’s the full video?” “The organizers said the rest is still being repaired. They can only release this part for now.” “But isn’t it strange? If the car malfunctioned, shouldn’t his first instinct have been to save himself? Why would Lewis make a phone call at a moment like that?” “No one could stay that calm in a speeding, out‑of‑control car—unless he had already given up on living.”

What Lothar wanted was to move particles around, causing the air above and around the fire pit to be saturated with oxygen, feeding the flames until . It was quite a sight really. Robbie wished he'd brought a camera. The air above the bit shimmered and glowed for a moment, and then a column of fire erupted out about ten yards from the pit and up to the sky. Flames engulfed all of the nearby golems and for a moment hid them from view. The towering constructs emerged from the flame, but their surfaces were cracked and scorched. "Now tear 'em apart!" Robbie shouted.

The second wave began to burn. White flames, cold as winter, spread across the clearing. They moved with purpose, seeking out the rogues who'd helped capture me. The ones who'd planned to kill my family. "No!" one screamed as the flames touched him. He froze solid, ice replacing flesh in seconds. Others tried to run. The flames were faster as they fell one by one, their screams cutting off as cold fire consumed them. "Stop!" Aldric Riven shouted. "Please! We surrender!" "You don't get to surrender," I said, my voice echoing with Luna's power. "You don't get to plan my family's execution and then beg for mercy when it fails."

The smell tempted him to vomit. His hands got tied with rusty metal chains. He cried in pain due to the fractured bones. They beat the pulp out of him with iron rods, the cracking sounds were audible. His screams were increasing with pain, yet he endured. They poured hot boiled water from the top of him, his injured flesh burned, and he felt, "Death would be much easier." He screamed with endless fear and terror. "That fear is what I want from my enemies." Rudra savored the moment while his lips slightly twitched upwards.

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 world dies no matter what we do. I only want to rebuild it from the ashes.” The bond between us pulsed again, stronger, hungrier. I could feel the tug deep in my chest, like a string being pulled tighter and tighter. My own fire reacted instinctively, flaring bright against the darkness. Aaron lifted his hand. Shadows curled around his wrist like living tendrils. “You can’t fight it forever. The fire doesn’t belong to you alone. It remembers me.” “Then let it remember,” I said, summoning the flame within me. It erupted in a blaze of gold and crimson, swirling around me like wings. “Because I’m not her. I’m not the first flame—and I won’t make her mistake.”

It's a breathtaking sight, one that fills me with awe. As I watch in amazement, Loic enjoys my awed reactions, a smile playing on his lips. The fire engulfs his arm, a shimmering veil of warmth and light, and my concern bursts out. "Loic, be careful! The fire...it could hurt you!" He chuckles softly, his voice filled with reassurance. "Don't worry, Isa. Fire cannot harm me, I was born from the flames." With a wave of his hand, the flames dissipate, leaving his arm unscathed without a single blemish.

Her countenance changed and lifting her eyes, she saw Roxy laughing mockingly. 'What if you lose the baby?' she mocked. 'Big deal! I shall just give Adrian another which will be more appreciated and accepted!' Iris did not care for her words, Roxy's face grew blurred as well as another face that came to join hers. This person had something in her hands. Lifting her hands, the Fiery flame jumped out of Iris' hands', hitting Roxy on the chest and she fell flat on the floor, screaming but Wendy put off the fire with a hastily chanted spell.

Layla smiled. “Tell that to your family.” The Aducator said, Layla’s smile fell completely, and she could feel her emotions rising to a whole new point. Layla fisted her hands into the ground before letting out an ear breaking scream. Her screamed all her agony. A fire, like never before, shot out of Layla. The Adducator throw her hands up, shielding her from the flames, but the fire just rose and rose as Layla’s emotions fueled them. Layla stepped closer and closer as the Aductor fell to the ground, getting harder and harder for her to protect herself. As Layla stood right in front of the Aducator, her hands fell, and the flames finally touched her. The hear curling scream left her throat a