Sea Of Flames Novels & Stories

She didn’t even seem to be taking a breath. He caught that finger in his hand before it went flying up his nose. Sweet tingles and flames ran up both their arms at the touch. Her mouth finally stopped moving as she gaze stared at my hand clasping hers. She had to feel that. He’ll, see that. Keegan had heard the mate bond could create tingles of the skin when emotions were high, but he had never heard anyone mention sparking flames before. That had to do something with her. The flames weren’t burning us. Just running over our skin. Her mouth hung open as she finally looked up into my eyes.

The inferno's intense heat radiated, causing the ground to tremble beneath Visenya's feet. Lucian had already taken flight, his eyes scanning the vast lands below in search of Visenya. Suddenly, a colossal tempest of flames erupted high into the sky, its fiery tendrils reaching towards the heavens. The intense blaze painted the landscape in shades of orange and red, casting an eerie glow upon the land. The blazing cyclone dispersed like a scorching tsunami, obliterating everything in its path. Lucian quickly circled back, his strong wings straining against the sheer force of the flames that threatened to engulf him.

With a final flourish, she extinguished the flames, leaving only a faint wisp of smoke in their wake. Elara, the newcomer with the Celestial Flames, stepped forward next. Her presence commanded attention, and her eyes burned with a fierce intensity. "My power is the Celestial Flames," she said, her voice ringing with authority. "These flames are imbued with celestial energy, capable of healing and destruction."

Its characteristic was relatively peaceful and could help cultivators in the creation of alchemical pills and weapons without consuming much of their spiritual energy. There was also the ten-thousand-year-old mysterious flames in the deep sea, which was bone-chillingly cold. There was the legendary flame of the phoenix, comparable to that of an immortal, and the fire of the sacred beast, Vermillion Bird.

“Then we do this together.” Celeste nodded. “The first fire will be named. The justification dismantled. And the pattern broken.” Outside, the city lights flickered on as evening settled. The world continued, unaware of the history written into ash beneath its feet. Evelyn looked once more at the folder on the table. Fires. Names. Lies framed as necessity. The first fire had been lit in fear. This time, the truth would burn instead. And it would not stop until the pattern was gone.

Lexie's POV A week later, Daniella was gone. I didn't hold a funeral for her according to her will. Instead, I buried her in the place she had chosen before she passed. There was a lake in front of it, where the sunset could be seen. In the spring, tiny blue and pink flowers would bloom. She didn't suffer much when she died. I cried as I kept telling her I was sorry, but she just smiled and said, "I've already forgiven you."

When they finally crawled ashore, Owen looked at me pitifully and asked if I remembered anything. When I shook my head, disappointment filled his eyes. Still, he said, "It's okay. I'll keep trying to help you remember." He brought me roses every day, saying that they were my favorite flowers. But I didn't care. The sight of that bright red color only made me feel disgusted. He also brought me an embroidered wedding dress, saying that it was a gift from my mentor. Apparently, I had worn it for him once before, and he had been completely captivated.

Watching this pair of shameless lovers put on such a melodramatic show in front of me almost made me gag. With a mocking sneer, I said, "You should feel guilty. My dear husband chose to save his old flame while leaving his actual wife to fend for herself. If I were to spread the word, do you think the two of you would be drowned in public outrage?" Celestine stiffened for a moment at my words, but she quickly recovered and suddenly lunged toward the wall as if to bash her head against it. "Let me die! Let me die! It's my fault Ophelia got burned. I'll compensate her with my life!"

Now with their dance complete, the snakes fly out into the universe. A thick mist now appears before me. I feel its cool wetness as I leave my body and begin to move through it, to the center of the area, where I become completely enveloped in the mist. As the mist thins, I find myself at the opening of a large cave near a sea cliff, under a cool, starry night sky, with the smell of seawater light in the air. I am drawn to enter the cave. Guided by flaming torches, I descend through the ancient rocky path, observing small glints of embedded crystals that have formed over the millennia. I feel this place's power in the air.

Her body made her as transparent as a window and there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. The combination of her fear and desire held a frightening level of power. Heat pooled between her thighs and her very being burned for him. Her head swam as he captured her lips again. His fingers tightened on her bottom, squeezing her as his tongue flicked over the rough of her mouth. Alaric was…God, he was something beyond words.