Ring Of Fire Series Order の小説・ストーリー

“No, not yet. I wanted to gather more information before I said anything. I don’t know who I can trust.” Calliyah placed a comforting hand on Esmeray’s shoulder. “You can trust me, Riri. We’ve been friends for a long time, and I’ll always be here for you. But you need to be careful. If someone has been tampering with your memories, they might not want you to uncover the truth.” Esmeray nodded, her mind racing with possibilities. Who could have done this to her? And why? She knew she needed to tread carefully, but the urge to uncover the truth was overwhelming.

I said carefully. But Ike shook his head immediately. “There’s something off about the fire.” Cold unease slid through me. “What do you mean?” His frown deepened. “The fire burned in a circle,” he said slowly. “A perfect circle.” I blinked at him in confusion. What kind of fire burned in a perfect circle? Then it hit me. Celine's ring of fire. Without another word, Ike reached for my hand and guided me toward his horse nearby. A servant still stood beside it holding the reins nervously.

He watched with an open mouth, as Olivera placed the sword now blazing with red hot fire on the ring. When the first few vampires dropped, with their bodies and hearts turned to ash, the others got frantic to escape. But the more they got closer to the ring of fire, the more they were burnt. The only choice they had was to stay right in the center, to wait until the hot temperature met them and burnt them too. When the last vampire fell to the ground, the ring disappeared. “Rich, Vee, you can take care of the ashes then. I don’t want the courts smelling of a vampire’s stench.”

My eyes snap open and my hands are on fire. Silver fire. The flames curl around my fingers like vines, weightless and bright. They flicker with light, not heat, and my heart stutters. Everyone is silent. Rhea stares, eyes wide with something between wonder and fear. "She’s doing it," she whispers. The flames ripple higher, sliding up my arms. They don’t hurt. They hum. Like they know me. I breathe. And that’s when it all goes wrong. The fire flares, too fast, too much. It jumps from my arms to the air around me. Moonstones crack. Wind whips across the courtyard. I hear someone shout. Rhea’s voice calling my name. The Elders moving. And then-

Then I threw the ring in fire. The metal was engulfed in flames that danced in orange and blue.' The heat caused my skin to become scorched, but I didn't react. Instead, I observed the ring melt as it formed and slowly transformed into a molten gold mass. The ring is ignited by the fire alone during that night. Smoke rises with old memories. In these flashbacks, I recall nights spent in pain, chains, and cold hands that supposedly once held affection. I am no longer a puppet in terms of power.

As I was about to open my mouth again, I was interrupted by the voices that had grown more terrifying. “Run!” They cried. “RUN!” In a heartbeat, the cold air was replaced by a sudden wave of searing heat, prompting me to spin around and face the horrifying sight before me. The manor, where thousands of Farsuleias had left a mark on the history of our lineage, was now consumed by a raging inferno, its flames eagerly dancing upon the foundations. My breath caught in my chest as I watched the fire's voracious hunger devour everything in its path.

She was wearing her three signature rings on her right hand that I had realised that she never takes off and the engagement ring on her left hand ,and wrapped around her wrist was a glistening full ice (diamond) watch that probably cost a fortune. My eyes fell on McKenzie's huge biceps that were half strangled by the hems sleeves of the shirt and a lower arm full of twitching veins and I found myself chewing hard on the inside of my cheek the more I stared. The first three buttons of McKenzie's shirt were unbuttoned and that huge shoulder tattoo of hers was peeking from just the side base of her neck down to the upper part of her chest and I tell you, silk had never looked so extremely hot o

He stands from his seat and allows Tiana to lead him out of the room. The moment they leave the room, my phone rings with my father's name flashing on the screen. I swipe right and bring the phone to my ear. "How are things over there?" Always straight to the point, Christian. I scratch the bridge of my nose. "We lost a few of her men to another explosion, but this time she was able to catch the rat who did it. I'll fill you in with the rest of the information later." I hear shuffling of papers in the background and the sound of arguments. He's probably in a meeting. "What do we do?" he asks, sounding distracted.

stop him as he took off flying high above the mansion. The three of us took off after him and circled around him to try and keep him from breathing fire. I mind linked Bo and told him if he got the chance to restrain Willix that he needed to take it and ground him as quick as possible to minimize the damage he was causing. Orange fire rained down and soon we were headed towards Jadeville. I knew my mate was still there trying to save as many people as he could. Bo and Caroline flanked Willix at the last minute and pushed him away from the town. Reya flew in front of him to try and stop the fire storm he was spraying over the land. I knew it was a risky move but I also knew that his fire was

Fire and Blood Smoke clawed at my throat as I ran through the ruins of the eastern ridge. The night glowed red, every breath tasting like iron and ash. Damon was somewhere behind me, his orders echoing through the bond, Stay back. Hold the line. I didn’t listen. “Rowan, left flank!” I shouted over the roar of fire. “Sera, with me, cover the hybrids!” Sera’s magic flared blue beside me, throwing back a swarm of rogue wolves that had broken through the fallen gate.