Lord Death Fire Force Novels & Stories

I see Eric staring at me through the gates, and I’m satisfied to see the fear in his eyes before the flames engulf him and I feel another link snap. He is dead…. I duck when another explosion erupts from the mansion and I know it was from the kitchen, the force throwing me back once more. I swallow hard, staring at the vast destruction… if we didn’t know… if we weren’t aware… Corrado, Azura, Dad and Winona could have all died tonight…

Many of her precious organs were crushed, and even her heart was injured. Thora took over and the ice chains vanished, but Layla wasn't relieved. The seething rod in her body was too much to endure. Her body was still wet and when Thora's ball of lightning made contact with her she convulsed. As she curled, the rod pierced her heart through. She vomited a large amount of blood and died of resentment. The other teens were barely alive after fainting. Pamela took over and fireballs appeared in her hand. "You need to smell good when they find you. She launched fireballs at the teens, burning all their flesh away, leaving only their bones.

Kept reforming. "They can't be killed!" Kai shouted. "They're already dead!" "Fire!" Zephyr yelled. "You have to burn them!" I reached for my Moon Blessed power. Felt it humming. Ready. Silver light poured from my hands. But not regular light. Fire. Holy fire. It burned through the zombie vampires like they were paper. Turning them to ash. "Good girl," Zephyr said. Pride in his voice. "Keep going." I burned through twenty. Thirty. But more kept coming.

I was untouchable, a force of nature, an island of blazing light in a sea of chaos. Summoning the deepest magic within me, I unleashed it all. From the depths of my soul, I called forth my death fire—a consuming inferno of black and gold that swallowed Warren whole. His screams echoed one last time before fading into silence. When the flames died, nothing remained of him but ash. The battlefield was quiet. Then the clouds parted, and the first rays of sunlight in days broke through, illuminating the carnage. All around me, creatures fell to their knees—wolves, witches, vampires, and beasts alike. They bowed their heads, chanting my name in reverence and awe.

Theme: Welcome to the Afterlife, part 5 [Esther's clone] Lucifer's daughter stood in front of me with her chain spike. She had a halberd in her other hand, and her eyes held fury. I stood there, breathing heavily, and hoping that I had the strength to take this bitch. Even if I managed to defeat her, what about General Zod? I am sure he is waiting for the right moment to strike.

"A cursed lineage taking over from a cursed man. It fits perfectly, doesn’t it?" Thorne’s eyes met mine, and sympathy and caution meshed into his stare. “What do we do, Alpha? There’s bound to be unrest and power struggles. And with her...” “The Luna of Death,” I murmured. The title hung heavy in the air, chilling the room with its implications. “We need to tread carefully, Thorne. She’s a living weapon, destructive and unpredictable.” Thorne nodded, understanding the unspoken complexities. “Do you want to reach out? Offer some kind of truce or—”

He doesn’t realize he’s already dead. I smile. Lyall stands beside me, arms crossed, quiet but alert. He knows what this is. The man keeps talking. “You can’t hold the North forever, Kane. The Shadowfangs have numbers—strategy. Even your cursed strength won’t—” I move. Fast. Too fast for his eyes to catch. One second, I’m standing still. The next, my fist drives into his stomach like a battering ram, lifting him off his feet. He crashes into the wall with a wet crunch. Bones shatter like dry sticks.

Mercer was trying to choke her out! He held her tightly against his body, countering every defensive move she tried to make. She wasn't able to land a single kick as she fought for breath. Her struggles grew weaker, her fingers gripping his thick wrist uselessly. The last thing she saw before passing out was Boris, his face twisted in anger, rounding the car and reaching for them. Before the darkness embraced her, her last thought was that she hoped Boris broke every bone in Daniel Mercer's body.

I reply as I release my power. My hair turns red and my eyes go ashen. I aim straight for the demon's stomach as my flame eats away at his blackened tendrils. A screech of agony is given from the demon prince as I continue to blast him, my energy drains quickly as I give a worried look at Knight who's fingers have begun shooting purple sparks at the demon. Wrapping around him, and dragging him towards us. The demon doesn't realize it yet, but he has already lost.

“This is because you tried to touch her with your dirty hands, I wanted to give you an easy death, but you have chosen the hard way to die for yourself” My blood froze as I realized everyone who held me forcefully a while ago they were laying on the floor, murdered with widened eyes and their face were frozen over in terror as if they were waiting to be his prey. Looking into their eyes, it seemed as if they were praying for their easy death, but it did not happen. With a small snap, Lucifer lit their bodies on fire and I watched them burn. The flames turned from brilliant orange to a silvery with. The smoke filled the air, spreading an earthy scent.