Rengoku Flames Novels & Stories

But to them the word sibling didn't really call out to them. Mury laughed getting closer to Mona. "I remember how we came about the name. So much that it still burns right here" she revealed the scar on her arm. That had been caused by her burning herself as a child. She cried at the time unable to compare the pain to anything else in the world but her two flames had an idea to help her with the pain. "You both came up with it as if it had always in my minds. Flames because they hurt like shit but together they create this magic about them. Like right now we're getting warmed by it but we get close we will get burnt. And we burn for each other like flames. Nothing can put us out. Not

The smell tempted him to vomit. His hands got tied with rusty metal chains. He cried in pain due to the fractured bones. They beat the pulp out of him with iron rods, the cracking sounds were audible. His screams were increasing with pain, yet he endured. They poured hot boiled water from the top of him, his injured flesh burned, and he felt, "Death would be much easier." He screamed with endless fear and terror. "That fear is what I want from my enemies." Rudra savored the moment while his lips slightly twitched upwards.

I twisted my head slightly, catching a glimpse of silver inside his mouth. Oh! It is Fire who has me constrained. I didn't struggle or show any emotion. "It's not my fault he's weak." I said blankly. Flame returned to his feet as well. I found the katana that I threw a while ago. It lay still on the ground, unnoticed. Enrage, Flame approached me. "This is for Flare." He spat as he throw a punch on my face. I use Fire's strength as a pillar and lift both legs to block his incoming punch before it hits me. I wound my legs around his arm and twisted it until I heard a crack, which meant I had broken his bone and kicked his chest as hard as I could.

We move faster. Her voice rises, breaks, shatters as she screams my name. That sound undoes me. I drive her higher, faster, until she’s trembling, crying out, clawing at me like she can’t survive another second without release. When she falls apart beneath me, it’s violent, breathtaking, her whole body convulsing, every muscle clenching tight. I follow her over the edge, groaning against her throat, spilling into her with a force that leaves me shaking. For a moment, there’s nothing but heat, the thundering of our hearts, the wild, reckless satisfaction of having her again.

came his voice, smooth and sharp like a dagger wrapped in silk. I didn’t look. “Go away.” “You say that like it’s an option.” He dropped down beside me with all the elegance of a falling shadow. “But lucky us—we’re still magically tethered like a pair of cursed soulmates from a really bad poem.” “Don’t call it that,” I muttered. “What? Soulmates? Oh no, Flame. I’m not that sentimental.” “Don’t call me that either.” He smirked. “But it suits you. All sparks and fury. Dangerous if someone gets too close.”

in my mothers voice. “You’re not real.” I screamed. “Yes we are” a tree growled behind me. I search around I know he’s here somewhere, but where. The only thing here are flowers. That’s it he’s got to be hiding in one of them. I focus on the small flowers around me and one by one they ignite into flames until a small flower barely a foot tall lets out a blood curling scream, a black creature with purple eyes darts out at me. I throw fire balls at him but he’s so tiny and fast I miss every time.

Not normal flame, silver, alive, wrapping my hands like liquid light. It burned without heat, shimmered without smoke. It wasn’t me controlling it, it was as if it recognized the danger and acted on its own. The rogue screamed, stumbling back as the silver fire lashed out, grazing his chest. He fell, convulsing, the scent of scorched air filling the clearing. The others faltered, whispering in panic. “The Moon’s Flame…” one breathed. Raven moved fast, slashing at another’s side. Mason finished him with a brutal kick.

Lulu “I really want to get you out of here, but I can’t do it yet.” Instead of looking for a way out, I kept my hand on those dark crimson wings. The dragon winced, a low rumble vibrating from its chained throat. The moment my palm touched its cracked scales, a surge of visions slammed into my mind. My sight blurred. I saw shadows—dozens of black-robed figures surrounding this magnificent creature. Thick, toxic magical flames roared around them. I tried to focus, to make out their faces, but they were nothing more than distorted silhouettes, flickering behind waves of heat.

[“They lied to you, Reyna. They mean to cage you.” Before I know it, my body moves of its own accord. A sudden surge of power courses through me, causing purple flames to erupt from my hands and form a blazing vortex that spirals around me. Rune is my target as I extend my claws and lunge towards him, my elemental fire ablaze, ready to consume everything. He sidesteps, narrowly dodging my flaming swipe. “Reyna, what are you doing?” He looks bewildered, his eyes flicking from my face to my clawed hands surrounded by tendrils of fire.

He summoned the Ryū no Tsubasa Jutsu (Dragon Wings). From his solar plexus, a blinding orange light exploded and then his entire body became swathed in flames. The fire was a blazing robe that wrapped his body, shining a brilliant yellow even in the sun, but its inside, the layer closest to his body, was blue. Next, he leapt high and forward while pulling back both his arms and thrusting out his knees, right slightly ahead of left. The movement of his arms produced a loud flapping sound of flames. When he got near enough, he delivered a barrage of pedaling kicks on Ganzorig’s chest, rocking the bounty hunter back like a straw dummy.