O Flame Cleanse Me Novels & Stories

I was impressed. She began with the cleansing ritual. From a small, leather pouch slung around her waist, she pulled out a handful of herbs, their earthy aroma filling the air. She ignited them, sending a fragrant smoke spiraling upwards towards the ceiling. The smoke swirled, a living serpent, weaving its way through the room, cleansing the air of negativity, carrying away the shadows that clung to the walls.

that I found at the store. “Okay…aha…I see…” I tap my chin while thinking, and then I speak out loud—I never claimed to be perfect. “It says I need something from my ex-boyfriend to burn for the catharsis to take place, but that I can also draw him and burn the paper… this is very important for the inner cleansing…” I immediately walk into Stan’s kitchen to find a blank paper and some pens. A quick sketch of Gustaf with devil horns is made within seconds, and then I grab my brother’s stainless steel bucket to fill it with firewood—it’s where I will light the fire.

DELILAH I move closer to the intoxicating scent around me. It smells so familiar, but I can't place where I’ve smelled it before. It smells so good that I don't even want to open my eyes to check where it’s coming from. It calms my heart and makes me want to spend the whole day wrapped around it. I let out a sigh and feel my breath bounce back against my face. That's odd; why did that happen? I slowly open my eyes to find out what's wrong. My eyes widen as I come face to face with a rock-hard chest. I quickly check my body to ensure I didn't do what I think I might have done. I know I drank a lot last night, but I am not one to have a drunken one-night stand. A breath of relief escapes me on

Some of those supplies are nearly impossible to get without the right connections; I don’t have them right now. I sighed in relief when I found my hunter kit was still intact. “Let’s see what I will need?” I pondered, searching through my supplies. “Blue flame candle and holy oil for purification. Blood… well, she has some in the fridge, and I only need two drops. And chameleon bones. And then I need an object I can wear to enchant.” I sighed, setting everything I needed aside.

Even with it, I was strong. But was I strong enough to defeat Asura? Note to self: find a way to remove the binds BEFORE taking that Thing on. Clicking my fingers, a small candlelight-esque flame appeared at the tip of my pointer finger, and I used it to light the bouquet of dried herbs, murmuring the chants. I forced myself to count as I cast the cleansing spell once clockwise, then once anticlockwise. A second time. Then a third. But the fourth time I felt the rush of the blood moon’s energy again, more than before.

She had been Caelum’s lover once, and when he brought me up to Olympus, she had been the loudest voice against it. She glanced at Nia in my arms, her brow drawing in slightly, like she’d caught the smell of something unclean. “So this is the cursed child? It’s true, then. Mortal blood is too foul. It’s polluted the divine bloodline into this.” She turned to me with pity and contempt layered on her face, and she gave a soft laugh that crawled up my spine. “Caelum sent me. I can use divine flame to cleanse the curse from the child.”

is the famous saying but in this case he looked so much better without out. “Alright people nothing to see here. Let’s clear the area so these two can talk” June said as she came out of nowhere. “Let’s give them some privacy” she winked at me as she continued to kick everyone out. I chuckled as I shook my head. June seems to think that she’s slick but I know exactly what she’s doing. She wants to give us the impression that she’s actually leaving us alone and talking freely, but the moment she finishes clearing the room, she will be on the other side of that door eavesdropping like a nosy neighbor from down the hall. I chuckled once again at the thought but when I noticed that the officer wa

And I unleashed another discovery Bobby and I had made on a boring summer day. A huge aerosol can of industrial strength cleaner I’d found on the shelf. I held the ‘aim’n flame’ lighter to its nozzle, triggered the flame, depressed the spray, and a fountain of beautiful orange-red flames engulfed the mass of deformed flesh lurching toward me, hitting it full in the face.

There was something glowing in my mind that was about to explode. The fleeting feelings of unknown was at the center of my thoughts. At this moment I am a prisoner in a free world. Every corners of my mind seemed to speak by themselves and my heart seemed to be in ablaze. I stared blankly at the bright light in house in daze. It was like my eyes were roving around for something which I was not there. Something beyond its reach it persisted and jammed my heart with queer thoughts. In this night, I felt like embracing somebody. My heart felt lonely and devoid while my whole body seemed into be in flames.

I am hopeless, I start to feel sorry for myself , but then I remember what Ben said about being in my own head and I take a deep breath. I close my eyes and try to clear my mind. I picture the white candle flame in my mind with a still flame. I open my eyes and candle is lit. I did it! I blow the candle out and try again. The candle lights right away this time. I keep doing this over and over again each time I am successful. Ben looks over to see how I am doing, smiling at my success. He’s doing a surprisingly good job in the shed for a fire fighter. He almost has all the shingles on the roof.