Poe Infernal Blow Novels & Stories

*Abi POV* I don’t how I shifted back to myself but I wish I hadn’t. Seeing through Nina’s blazing eyes is completely different from mine. Everything that was in the courtyard is now ashes. What was once the most cruel ruler and his friends also mixed there, not even a bone is visible.

Lexie's POV I really was destined to be damned. I took a deep breath and looked at Brandon's dazed, lifeless expression. Then, I started laughing. He demanded to know what I was laughing at. I said, "This is our karma." He froze, then cried again. I watched him suffer without saying a word. Daniella had personally told me she didn't hate him. Daniella was a great person, but I wasn't. I wanted him to suffer for the rest of his life.

Our eyes met across the carnage, his wolf's pupils dilating until the blue was nearly swallowed by black. Then the world exploded. The Inferno The rogue mage's fireball lit the forest with unnatural brilliance, the flames burning whitehot at their core. Heat seared my face as Eric yanked me down, his body curling over mine as the blast wave shredded the surrounding trees into toothpicks. Malcolm wasn't so lucky.

"Blow it away!" Leo took a deep breath. He clapped his hands. CLAP. A shockwave of air pressure exploded from him. It hit the mist, blowing it back toward the Ironwood forces. But the Reapers kept coming. Their blades spun, chewing through the dead corn, advancing on the farmhouse. "They're heavy," Leo said. "Too heavy to blow away." He looked at the ground. "If I can't push them back," Leo said, his eyes glowing brighter. "I'll pull them under."

No more. Her gaze swept the hall and landed on Fowler, crawling toward the door on hands and knees, his face twisted in terror. Her voice rang, layered with the weight of something more than mortal: “You will never poison another soul.” The air snapped, and the force slammed Fowler back against the dais. He cried out, bones snapping beneath the impact. His scream was swallowed by the roar of fire.

The wind howled gently across the dark skied night, beating along with the eeriness that usually precede a disaster. Ethan could feel a premonition, like a giant rock was hanging above his head and the knots holding it were loosening every second that went by. Instinctively, he looked above his head to be sure he was safe--he smiled--what was he thinking, that a rock would literally be hanging above his head? He breathed deeply and resolved that he was just being paranoid. Or maybe the atmospheric imbalance was getting to him.

He immediately inspires confidence and security. Henry is almost as tall as Santo, but he is much more slender in build. He has curly blond hair cut short and sky-blue eyes that shine with kindness and gentleness. What's more, Henry is a hopeless romantic who believes that he will find the love of his life at the corner of a street. Henry is an angel of kindness, and Santo is a demon that the Lord has placed on Earth to remind us of the existence of purgatory. And my husband, Elio, is the only person in this world who can control this demon.

Boom! At this moment, more than a dozen bodies, emitting a foul smell, appeared in front of Yang Xiao like zombies. Their bodies kept giving off a suffocating aura. Yang Xiao frowned slightly and said, "Is this the Corpse Poison mentioned by Elder Yi? It's just a unorthodox move, the first move of Soulseverer!"

Its black-and-white glow flickered like a candle in a storm before scattering into the air like stardust. Drazhan's expression darkened. He stumbled backward, the hand gripping the wooden staff trembling slightly. It was clear that the sheer force of the blow had thrown him off balance. "Well, well, well. You've got some skill. Since you're courting death, I'll gladly grant it to you!" Peregrine muttered. Surprise flashed across his face before hardening into a cruel grin. Power flared around him as his hands formed mystic seals. "Solar Inferno!"

"All you had to do was play your part. Be the perfect little doll you were raised to be. But no, you just had to stir the waters, didn't you? You seem to always forget that you are just a toy that can be broken and replaced at anytime. And now look where it's gotten you." Adele remained silent, her body coiled tightly as she tried to make herself smaller, less visible. "You're nothing more than a replaceable pawn," Elena sneered, her voice dripping with venom. "A grain of sand that can be swept away without a second thought. You should remember that." When Adele still didn't respond, Elena crouched down in front of her, her sharp nails digging into Adele's chin as she forced her head up. The