Rengoku Set Your Heart Ablaze Novels & Stories

my heart pounding as I stared at the message scrawled across the wall in vivid red paint: *"You belong to me."* The words dripped with a possessive menace that sent a chill down my spine. But the shock quickly turned into a searing anger, a white-hot rage that bubbled up from deep inside me.

POV: Blaze Ryder "Don't touch her! You’re a stain on his face, a rot in his voice! Rhea, don't listen to him!" Blaze’s voice was a ragged howl, but it felt thin and hollow in the vast, airless Archive. He was pinned to the obsidian floor by a weight that felt like the gravity of a dying sun. Every time he tried to flare his russet Alpha flame, the darkness pressing on his chest simply swallowed the heat, leaving him colder and weaker. He watched, helpless, as the entity wearing his brother’s skin leaned over the throne, its golden eyes shimmering with a warmth that Blaze knew was a calculated lie.

“Every move you make mirrors me, but you lack control. You may guard the flame, but you will never match it in full.” Rowan clenched her fists, channeling the fire into her core. She lunged forward, twisting the golden flames into sharp spears, aiming straight for Azeriel’s heart. Blue fire erupted, clashing violently against hers. Sparks flew, molten rock cracked under the force, and the cavern shook.

“Ssss!” “You have guts I give you that but I think that you should just settle down if you want to save your pretty hands from burning. No man would want to marry a commoner with burnt hands.” Listening to this I got so angry that I picked him up a claw made out of mana and pressed him hard against the tree but this time I didn’t let him go and closer to him. “Are your hands not burning? It must be hurting you quite a lot” said the boy but got quiet suddenly after taking a look at Mizuki. Her eyes were bright red as if she was hungry for blood. Kanzaki saw his own death reflecting in her eyes.

I licked my lips, waiting patiently even though my breathing was unsteady. A jolt coursed through me as his hands slid down to rest over mine. I could feel the heat beneath his palm, and his low, commanding voice was all I could hear aside from my heartbeat. “Don’t think of fear. Or pain. Find the blaze inside you. Feed it your will. Your hunger. Your defiance.” As he spoke, I concentrated. My chest tightened as I felt something spark deep inside me. The moment my palm tingled, I unfurled my eyes to see pale-blue flames dancing weakly above my skin. It was flickering.

Lulu The Grand Hall absolutely erupted with panicked whispers and shocked gasps. "Silence!" Caspian growled. The sheer power of his booming voice rattled the windowpanes, instantly restoring order to the room. He shot a piercing glare at Niobe. "Continue." "According to the ancient texts we managed to recover from the sacred grounds of the Order of Ignis, this ritual demands four specific targets to achieve full binding power," Niobe explained, her fingers tracing a glowing blue tracking spell over the map on her podium. "Four hearts of elemental wolves."

The veins on his temples bulged, and the edges of his vision began to turn red. The sound that escaped his throat was more like the growl of a mortally wounded animal. "You…" Each syllable was a battle against the urge to scream. “Are not worthy to know or even speak her name!" BOOM! The obsidian floor beneath him didn't just crack; it exploded upward. With a roar that tore through the majestic silence of the hall, Rayden unleashed everything. He no longer cared about the pressure, about strategy, about consequences. All that was left was pure, unadulterated fire. From a kneeling position, his body shot forward like a horizontal shooting star, leaving a trail of golden aura that seared the a

It was now or never and the only way to find out. "I love you too," I closed my eyes and waited for the burn searing in my tattoo. There, a slight burn, quite faint but it ended all too quickly, seared on my left chest. Was that a bad sign or a good sign? I casted my eyes downward to my left chest, to where my tattoo was. I checked surreptitiously to see if it glowed and thankfully, my button up shirt was three buttons undone so my chest was still visible. I frowned when it flickered weakly, like a busted light bulb. Was that supposed to happen? Was that supposed to glow like that? Did the curse break that confession?

This small trap room that they’re both in is a torture chamber of sorts! Ren had obviously come to the same conclusion that Yuri had as he glared upwards at Kanzaki. “Let us out, you sicko!” He roared with such fury that Yuri was strongly reminded of a dragon breathing fire at everything that dared come near him. The girl groaned inwardly as she rubbed her ears, wishing to herself that Ren wouldn’t shout so loudly.

I roared and turned the table upside down. Anger started building like hot lava inside me and before I could realize I had set the table on fire. The fire spread from the table to the couch and then the curtains. Ricco grabbed my hand and tried to pull me out of the room but I shoved him away. I didn’t want any help from a useless bunch of idiots. “Go ahead, run away… and leave me all alone to burn in the inferno… leave your King to die…” I roared when I saw Ricco and the other guards run out of the room.