My Death Brings Flames Chinese Drama Romane & Geschichten

She was hoping for him to say something, but he never did. "I guess you're right," Ahankara smiled back, before sighing. "That's just how fate works." She looked at Yashvir with tender eyes and a soft smile. "Flames, no matter how dangerous, always seem to be drawn towards roses." - - - - - -

If I don’t lie, I’m sure Flame will be so jealous that he will end up hurting me. Flame kisses my temple. “Good job, babe. You know I love you very much.” I just nodded. “I want to sleep. This night is too long.” Flame laid my head on his shoulder. “Go to sleep first.” I closed my eyes to pretend to be asleep so that I could avoid looking and I’m sure Flame had a lot of questions about what happened earlier. Flame Ledesma. My real fiancée, our parents, reconciled us before her parents and my parents died because of Yuichi’s actions.

My trembling fingers pressed against my arms, my face, my chest. I was alive. But only because I wasn’t me anymore. My death hadn’t been a nightmare, it was a memory carved into my bones. And no matter how many times I woke up safe in Rachel’s body, I could never shake the truth: I had died by fire. And Adrian had let it happen.

With a flick of his finger, the eight young men from the prominent family trembled before their bodies were engulfed in flames. “Ahhhhh! I don’t want to die… Forgive me! Please…!” The city ruler’s son screamed in agony as Xiao Chen burned them all with his Phoenix flame. The second elder furrowed his brows; he had done nothing to the six young men, yet for some reason they were burned by Xiao Chen’s flames. On the other side, the outer sect disciple watched everything with a trembling body, so frightened he didn’t know how to stand up again. But before he could rise, a figure had already appeared behind him, and when he came to his senses, that figure had severed both his hands with a cold s

No way out. “You could have walked away,” I say. She laughs “That’s not who I am.” “No,” I reply. “It isn’t.” And that? That’s why she dies. The fire closes in. Tightens. Consumes. She screams as she burns into ash. The wind carries what’s left of her into the sea. Erasing her. Completely. I stand there. Still. Unmoving. Because this? This wasn’t personal. Not really. This was necessary. She made her choice.

“What did she say?” Kira took a deep breath to steady herself before launching into her explanation. “The silver flame is called the Fire of Death,” she began, her voice calm but tense. “It’s said to be summoned by certain supernatural beings who want to shed their physical form. It’s not a natural flame; it’s created from their own power. The flames burn hotter than anything normal and are as intense as the strength of the being who summons them.” The room went still as her words sank in. Caitlyn felt a cold shiver run down her spine, the gravity of the revelation sinking in. She glanced at Matt and Theo, their jaws tight with the memory of seeing Charlotte consumed by those very flames.

Watching this pair of shameless lovers put on such a melodramatic show in front of me almost made me gag. With a mocking sneer, I said, "You should feel guilty. My dear husband chose to save his old flame while leaving his actual wife to fend for herself. If I were to spread the word, do you think the two of you would be drowned in public outrage?" Celestine stiffened for a moment at my words, but she quickly recovered and suddenly lunged toward the wall as if to bash her head against it. "Let me die! Let me die! It's my fault Ophelia got burned. I'll compensate her with my life!"

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.

She questioned. "We have to burn it all" Mona said with a crazy look on her face. "Like the flames that we are we have to destroy with fire. Turn him to ashes" And just like that they had the man who was once Mury's father in law up in flames. They were burning him to make sure that he would turn into ashes so there wouldn't be any remains of him. The three of them held hands. An unspoken promise being said by their hearts. A promise that would keep this whole thing under wraps. They would never tell a soul about this. As long as they lived.

Rudra's men were still approaching the scene, and a series of bullets got fired, Rudra is fighting with his two guns, and Tanvi is frightened to her core seeing the scene. She didn't understand what is happening? Meanwhile, Diana focussed on Tanvi and shot twice at her. Rudra saw that, and the fear of anything happening to his beloved wife drove him insane. He pushed Tanvi to him, causing the bullet to dig into his chest and stomach. Rudra groaned, and blood spilled onto Tanvi. He puked blood out, and Tanvi is shocked to see it. She felt a huge blow and was stuck there. Diana left the gun and was shaken to her core, and Lucas entered the battle.