Pyro X Novels & Stories

It was even more difficult to defeat than the Flame Pyroar. Darryl used to read about the Pyroar in an ancient book. 'A Flame Pyroar?' Loona's exquisite face looked stupefied. 'What a weird name.' Roar! At that moment, the Flame Pyroar discovered Darryl and Loona. The fierce beast got on its feet and howled loudly. Subsequently, it let out a fireball targeted straight at Darryl and Loona. The air turned into a sea of flame everywhere the fireball flew past.

I guess that didn't really help, perhaps if he had a face, I would be able to remember who the hell he was but he was faceless and his voice didn't ring any bells either. "Why don't I remember you?" I asked with tears in my eyes. I was such a mess and I don't even know why I was so emotional. "I am here because you do remember me. You may not remember the face or where you know me from, but you do remember me as someone important in your life." Kyros sighed. "And what do you mean you were my 'protector' when I was a child?" "You Alpha isn't like a normal Alpha, it's far more powerful than that and I think even you have come to realize this fact. The reason for that is because you are the dau

One of his eyes and one of Asher’s now looked back at me and he asked, “If that is true, could you sense them?” I chewed my lip, “Maybe. Since I am linked to Tiamat, we know that I am not normal.” He growled before he kissed me passionately. The other brothers pressed their bodies to mine and each kissed me. Cassius took my head in his hands, “Avery, we aren't normal dragons either and I don't give a fuck. Conner has power over water. Clint has power over the air, that’s why he's a great flier. I have the ability to manipulate fire. When my brothers and I join, we can heal without using herbs or medicines. Our mother called it The Power Of Three. Avery, Avery, I think you have power over it

“Do you know the terrifying price of betraying a god?” With those words, the surroundings were engulfed in a sea of flames. Fire was the Phoenix’s innate element! At its level, it only needed a single thought to transform the surroundings into an ocean of flames, helping it kill, trap enemies, or countless other uses. “Oh, no! Andrius has been controlled by its soul!” “Quick! All of us must join forces and drive it out.” “Don’t hold back and use your most powerful techniques.”

He punched the skinny, pale Brit playfully in the shoulder. Oliver cocked a brow quizzically. “Oh, come on.” James rolled his eyes. “Dude, you’re like a freakin’ X-man with the fire thing. Please tell me you practiced?” The British boy sighed. “Wait, what fire thing?” asked Romero. Oliver shrugged indifferently. “It’s better to show you than tell you.” He dug into his back pocket and extracted a gold-plated lighter. “I’ve found that it’s much easier to manipulate it then to produce it within me. This way,” he continued as he pressed down on the button which caused a flame to appear, “it doesn’t drain all of my energy.”

Riven, surprisingly, proves to be a crack shot with a crossbow, taking down three attackers in quick succession. But Pyra is the real threat. She breaks free of Kael's shadows with a roar, flames exploding outward in a nova that forces everyone back. Her eyes lock on me, and I see murder in them. "You little bitch," she snarls. "You think your parlor tricks can stop me? I've been forging steel since before you were born. I've bathed in the Ash Rivers and survived. Your magic is nothing compared to the flames I command!"

said Eirian with a yawn. “Already?!” Dorin asked, surprised. “Well, at least you finally got your phasma core.” “A phasma core?” Dorin asked again. “A thunder god’s phasma core,” Pan Phineas explained. “Since our element has such destructive power, it has been a Heilig tradition to keep our phasma in a cradle or core where it can sleep until we need its power.”

Nodding, I smile at the thought that my daughter and many other innocent children have the chance to have a happy life filled with harmony, peace and acceptance. ‘I see them! Over there!’ A man shouts. We soon realise we are surrounded. Being pyrokinetic, I can create and manipulate fire. My gifts are a blessing, they’ve never let me down before, and they certainly won’t desert me now. A man is about to hurl his axe in my direction, but I’m quick to use my powers, and I cast a flame beam and hurl it at him, engulfing him in flames. He screams and writhes around on the ground in pain, burning. Two sword-wielding men run toward me from my left. I jump into the air just in time, as the one who

The wide head alone stretched the opening right away. Elias breathed out slow trying to relax. The pressure built. Then the head popped inside with a sudden push. The burn hit him hard. It felt like hot oil sliding into him. He cried out and gripped the demons horns tight. His nails dug into the hard bone but Pyroth only smiled. That is only the start. Pyroth murmured. Breathe through it. Let the fire open you.

It falls under the weak soul category when compared to humans but compared to animals, the Draco is a grand soul. The soul, being an individual’s source of psionic energy, of the Draco allowed it to manifest fire as a consequence of its unique evolution. Due to it being still an animal, the Draco is not intelligent enough to manipulate its pyrokinetic abilities. If the Draco was a human, it would be able to create, control, and manipulate fire. As long as the soul isn’t exhausted, the Draco can continue to use this ability. Fortunately, the Draco is not an intelligent creature and can only manipulate its fiery abilities in two ways. It can breathe and spew plumes of fire and compress it to c