Rengoku Flame Breathing Novels & Stories

I dropped to one knee, grabbing my head. Kael gritted his teeth, his blade shaking. Riven didn’t hesitate. He threw a dagger straight into the first creature’s chest. It hissed and dissolved into black smoke. The others lunged. Kael took one. Riven handled two. And the last came straight for me. I didn’t move. I didn’t flinch. I opened my hand, allowing the fire to leap up my arm and down my spine as I breathed. Not just heat. Power. The flames shot out like a spiral, wrapping the creature midair.

They had always been there. The glyph on her palm pulsed faintly, a heartbeat of light against the skin, faintly warm and tingling. Shadow rolled across her forearm like ink spilling across parchment, curling around her fingers. And then—a voice. Soft. Familiar. Ancient. “Breathe, little flame.” Her eyes snapped open.

Dom didn't need to be asked twice. His breathing quickened as his heartbeat picked up the pace. His breaths became hotter and hotter as his eyes changed to his dragon steel greys shining like some magical orbs until visible smoke started coming out of his nostrils with every breath. He was giving way for his dragon to surface enough to perform the scorch. He littered the spot under her ear with wet kisses as she anticipated the burn. And then the burn came.

“Now, pull on her fire.” “I don’t have fire, Cedric. I’m part water dragon.” “You have her fire now, or you should. You felt her fire, you felt the heat of it, the anger, pull that into your mind.” I watch as Kano looks up at Amne, then closes his eyes, concentrating. In a moment, his hands begin to glow, and we can see Amne’s breathing improve. “Good job, keep going,” Cedric says softly, focused on Amne.

Without hesitation, he reached for the strengthening potion he had purchased from the mysterious potions merchant, the one he believed to be a woman. With a swift movement, Thorne brought the vial to his lips, downing the contents in one gulp. A surge of energy coursed through his veins, enhancing his already formidable abilities. His muscles hummed with newfound strength, and his senses sharpened, allowing him to anticipate his opponents' every move.

At any cost. Rose swallowed hard, seeing the unshed tears in his eyes. A madness in that gaze, fear of losing her. She cupped his face and held her gaze. “You are a flame of sin, Vladimir, Who burns everything around him. And I decided to stay away from you the moment I opened my eyes.” She inhaled sharply seeing his eyes, “But it didn’t let me in peace. I felt like a moth, pulling into your flames. Again and again. That’s what I have become. That’s what you made out of me. It’s better to burn in your flames with you than live without you.”

When they were almost to the pack house, I used my Green Flames to control the earth to stop them. A Phoenix is born with a specific fire, The Red Flame is the most common The Orange Flame is for healing The Purple Flame is for turning back and accelerating time for a living being The Pink Flame is for telepathy, empathy, and telekinesis Finally, the Blue Flame, is the most lethal, it is as cold as ice but burns like fire. Each flame could burn, but not at the same intensity depending on which flame it is, each having its specific properties. I was born with what we call the Rainbow Flames, it is a Flame created from each of the Flames, I can use them individually or simultaneously. It was h

I scowled at him, hardening my glare, "Well, thank you for the vote of confidence, Tane. Who needs enemies when they have you." Tane looked at me deadpan, raising his hands in a mock surrender, "I'm sorry, don't get offended and set me on fire or something." At that, Rieka felt offended and pushed herself forward. Her voice mixed with mine as she spoke, creating an echo and I could feel my eyes changing. It was a tingling sensation, "You know I should," she growled lowly, picking my hand up and allowing a purple flame to flicker in my palm.

“True Flames.” Mane could not use Brimstone and a few other Glows because of the kind of strain they put on his soul, but that was okay. He had True Flames. Besides, since he had attained mastery level proficiency with this Breath, he could now access its fire domain! In just a second, the space around the two men was filled with blue flames that towered towards the sky, and Mane himself was covered from head to toe with these flames!

He said. “Hmm…” I hummed as I blushed listening to him. “At that moment I was hit with inspiration and wrote a song about you. It needs more work to reach perfection but do you wanna hear it?” he asked me. “Okay,” I said excitedly. “What’s the title?” I asked him. “It’s called, ‘You are my FLAME’.” He answered with a smile watching me getting all excited. “What does that mean?” “Well, FLAME is an acronym. Each word denotes something.” Grabbing my hand and spreading my fingers with his.