Mother Of Flame Novelas e Histórias

Gunner cut in, “Yes, the Ethereal Plane. Turns out, I have been there hundreds of times. She has been watching over me all my life, taking care of me. She raised me Gunner. She took my memories so that I wouldn’t be hurt by not being with her, or something like that, but then she gave them back to me again” I spoke excitedly as I peered up at him. “You’ve lost me again” he mumbled and rubbed his eyes. “Selene, the Moon Goddess, she’s my mother. She has been with me all my life” I said slowly, watching his face twitch as my words seeped into his ears. He nodded his head slowly and I continued,

And I drown inside her with no intention To come above for salvation. She shines as bright as the moon. When she comes for me with a moan Once our souls became one I realize A Flame can be of course. Fettered by the honey. He sang the song ‘You are my FLAME’, the one he said he wrote on the night with me at the lake house. I was a bit shy and blushed, listening to it but I managed by clapping excitedly once he finished singing the song with his beautiful, smooth, silky voice.

As it hits the ground the old building quickly goes up in flames starting from the back of the building trapping Maya. Maya's mother frantically called for her daughter. All Maya could do was scream giving her mother her location. Using her magic Maya's mother worked to dispel the fire. The fire was working its way towards out of control and is just a little too big for one person to handle. Maya's mother is only able to keep the flames off her daughter. After what seemed like hours other members of the coven arrived and with their combined power were able to fully dispel the fire allowing Maya to run to the safety of her mother's arms. She suffered minor burns but was relatively unharmed.

Aurelian did not respond. “You allowed interference.” Silence. Then the Archangel’s gaze shifted. To Kaelith. “You are the cause.” Kaelith placed a hand lightly over his chest. “Wow. Straight to blame. I like it.” The Archangel raised its hand. The realm responded. From nothing, a weapon formed. A whip. Not physical. Not entirely. It burned with a flame that did not flicker, did not spread, but consumed everything it touched. Its edges dissolved into mist, trailing something that did not belong to any known element.

Then a moment soon my mother would burst again, “Please young women learn how to spread chairs and tables.” “I would feel irritated by every command of her voice, but I knew that I was too weak to raise a voice. When I felt I was completely cornered, I would just say, "Ma'am please just give me a moment, I will work on it.” Some of the mistake I made were very silly that could not pass the attention of my mother. But I knew why all these were happening to me. Every moment I put my effort to concentrate on my duties, my heart got wrapped in chaos immediately. I lapsed in day dreaming. I could visualize the picture of the man standing before me, and that eroded every other thought that I could

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!"

His words… “You’re a lot of things, Vanessa. You’re beautiful and stubborn as hell. You’re smart and determined. You’re damn good at your job,” he said, holding her stare. “But you’re a coward. And you’d better wake up before the best damn thing walks out of your life and you do end up just like your mother.”

"Luca, how could you trick your mother like this?" He shot me a hateful glare. "You're not my mother. My mother is Vivian Houghton. You deserve to be tricked for abandoning me all those years ago."

"She wasn't one of the ancient Flamebearers." She paused, her next words trembling on the edge of a secret that had survived decades. "She was your mother." And before anyone could recover from the revelation, the molten fissure exploded with a deafening roar as a second figure began rising from the flames.

His mother fell to the ground. He ran towards his mother. "Mamma, no please wake up! Don't go!!" Rudra cried, tears streaking down his face, but his mother didn't wake. He saw her, blood dripping from her body in gushes right in front of his eyes, yet he was unable to save her. She remained still. He wanted to save her badly, but the bullet passed directly into her head leaving him with no chance. Dead on the spot. She lay on the floor beyond his reach.