Rock The World Like A Fireball Novels & Stories

I had no other choice, I had hoped that it wouldn’t come to this. The wolves couldn’t enter the circle and they were hurting themselves trying to get in. I focused all my strength, all my power into one final spell. “Brenna bikkja.” I screamed with everything in me as the blue flames erupted from my hands and enveloped me with such a fury that Sabine started burning both on the inside and the outside. She screamed with such ferocity that the two other witches stepped out of the circle as they tried to get away from the flames.

I open my my backpack and grab the stone, surrounding it with normal stones, I light four candles and surround it. I closed my eyes, warming up with some incantations. I heard voices so I look behind, Oscar and Ocean running towards us. "Anna, stop her!" Oscar yelled. I face forward, closing my eyes. "claro!" I whispered, a tear falls from my eyes. Nothing happened. "Claro!" I yelled. Immediately, I was pulled back by two people. "No, let me go!" I have to save my friends, my family. I noticed the fire were off. I have to do this. With all the strength I have left, I yelled. "Claro" then the stone blew, sending everything flying away, a shiny red light sending us off.

I wanted to surprise him! However, on the day he left the hospital, I completely lost my sight. "It's alright, Carol. I would never look down on you!" I punched him playfully, laughing so hard that I snorted. "If you ever looked down on me, who else in this world would stick with you until the grave?" "Duh! Carol, you're my favorite!" After the battle, with a little nudge from me, Justin agreed to work with Dynastara. He provided the funding, and Dynastara supplied the technology. Together, they brought countries like Garvos under Dynastara's protection.

She smelt of rain. Misha always smelt of flowers. She... She smelt of rain. Suddenly, Axel wished it was raining. * The two figures came closer, Fire and Ice, with the moon shining at both of them, glad that they would meet under Her watchful gaze, smiling when the two clashed finally and would prove once and for all, the power of love itself. Let the magic begin.

And I’m not burning for Kael. I’m burning for me. “For every leash,” I whisper, voice raw as blood, “for every cage—” The fire detonates outward, swallowing the god’s reach, shredding the last threads of its grasp on me. “—I will burn the world clean.” The sky screams. Light floods the wound above us, violent and endless, eating the darkness until the Primordial roars—a sound that cracks mountains and snaps the bones of the earth. Its form shatters and reforms and shatters again, a god unraveling under the weight of something it didn’t expect—

Kingston yelled and immediately a flaming fire fell on her b©dy She screamed and fell on the ground trying to get free from the fire but the fire only increased Kingston wasn’t satisfied,,he stood up and walked toward her but a for-ce stopped him all of a sudden that he couldn’t move. The fire on Moon’s b©dy went down also,,but she fainted right on the sp-ot The three deities appeared “You can’t hurt your mate” The first one said “She’s not my mate!!” Kingston yelled but it wasn’t him,,it’s his demon Botis who alre-ady took over completely

But because my sister, Raven Webster, thought Snowviper was too terrifying to look at, she stole Blazewing for herself. A month later, the whole world turned hotter, and the heatwave apocalypse began. Snowviper's power, just like his name, could lower the temperature within ten feet of him, creating a living shield against the burning world. Blazewing, on the other hand, carried the opposite—heat and fire. Raven took Blazewing, but she died of heat stroke in the heatwave apocalypse, while I survived thanks to Snowviper's cooling power. In her final moments, Raven was convinced I had stolen her husband. She whispered poison into Snowviper's ear, and he killed me.

At that exact second, the automated system triggered, lighting up the massive digital billboards across New York, London, and Paris, broadcasting the Rebirth campaign to the entire world. The celebratory alarms of her greatest corporate triumph chimed continuously in the background, cutting through the suffocating, dangerous tension locking the two of them in the dark room.

“Claim it. Claim us. And make the world kneel.” The hybrid’s eyes—violet and silver flames—bored into hers, waiting. Above them, the sky ruptured fully, silver fire cascading in rivers, devouring the forest, the battlefield, the stars themselves. Serena threw back her head and screamed, the sound breaking across the world like shattered glass. She made her choice. But as the fire swallowed the clearing whole, no one saw what it was.

When midnight approached, the Alpha of the rogues had a big fire made, and in it burned several herbs. With open arms, she begins to speak in a language that no one understands. The flames grow higher and higher and burn black and red as she, screaming louder and louder, casts the spell. With a roar that made the rogues whimper in fear, the flames break away from the fire and fly straight at the Red River Pack, covering the entire sky, and falling on the pack.