Soul Flame Novels & Stories

She gestured to the first symbol: a flame that flickered real fire. 1. Ignisar – God of Fire Bloodline Name: Ignisborn Traits: volatile tempers, enhanced strength, fire conjuration, immunity to flame Signature Magic: combustion spells, wildfire manipulation, soul-heat channeling Trial Weakness: cannot survive underwater realms without aid Whispers filled the room. I scribbled in my notebook so fast my hand cramped. “Many godbloods,” the professor continued, “live unaware of their lineage. But don’t fret.” She offered a knowing smile. “In your third week here, you’ll undergo a blood test to determine your divine origin. The truth will reveal itself, whether you’re ready or not.”

One day, when we were drinking together, he reached out to cup my cheek for the first time. Under the moonlight, as his lips slowly moved toward mine, I shyly closed my eyes. But the kiss I awaited never happened. When I opened my eyes, he had disappeared. After that day, he rejected all of my calls and attempts to reach him. He refused to see me, even when I went to the fire department. I was lost. Every day, I waited at the entrance of the fire department just to see him and ask him why he was being like that. In the end, I couldn't take it anymore and rushed into the fire department with a bouquet of roses.

The flames spread very quickly in the place, devouring everything that met it, whether it was a thing or a person! By doing so, Damontry succeeded in chaining all within her flaming arena of doom to burn their souls in a piece similar to the Lord's hell in his own land. She will not allow a soul to escape from her own spot of Hell, she will annihilate them, snatch their souls without the permission of her Creator and will extinguish the fires that are deep within her.

As the runes on the Phantom Coffin began to glow brilliantly, a deafening explosion echoed through the air. A streak of ghostly green fire erupted from the coffin, surging toward Chase. "What a dense ghostly aura," Chase muttered. Marais let out a crazed laugh. "That's the Phantom Flame! It burns the soul itself. You're doomed, boy! Your soul will be reduced to ashes!" The Phantom Flame was birthed from the condensed resentment of countless trapped souls and was a force of terrifying destruction.

Her eyes were closed, but her soul was wide open. All around her, voices whispered. Not human. Not wolf. Not even spirit. Just Flame. Learning. Stretching. Remembering. And in the center of it all, a single idea pulsed: We are not what we were. We are what is to come.

"The Celestial Flame is being reawakened by you." I let out a gasp. “The Celestial Flame?" The voice hummed quietly. “A power your ancestors never reached. A light that may burn away even the deepest darkness.” Like flickering flames, a golden radiance rose from my fingertips. It was fire, not just light. My veins throbbed with heat, more intense than I had ever experienced. I balled my fists up. "I will use this if it can help me defeat the Void." The voice faltered. "The Flame is not so easy to wield. You have to go through a soul trial to manage it.

The bladed energy of Zephyr Khan carried endless flames, full of a horrible momentum that could burn everything in the world. Soul Fire, burn everything, purify the soul! Not only did it possess a terrifyingly high temperature, but it was also sufficient to incinerate one's opponent's spirit energy and slowly obliterate one's soul. This was a soul ability with terrifying power! Whether it was a one-on-one attack or a group attack, with a single thought, he could release his Spiritual Flame and incinerate everyone's Spiritual Strength. If the soul's defense was insufficient, it would be purified by Zephyr Khan in an instant.

Not only that, but under the irrigation of the Primordial Spiritual Fire of the Pure Soul Primordial Spirit, the Red Flame Primordial Cauldron also felt the hard bone of Caspian. The flames from all directions changed, and the burning flames were completely different. Some of them were as cold as ice. Although they were called flames, they could actually freeze souls. Many remnant souls and divine thoughts that were unwilling to integrate into Caspian's body were completely frozen in an instant.

His head throbbed, pulse quickened and blood flowed through each of his veins at the speed of light. His body was burning in fury just like the dry dead branches burned caught in the flaming fire. Burned till the monstrous flame extinguished at last satisfied by turning the branch into ashes.

Each tiny light contained the faint outline of a person. Some looked like warriors. Others were children. Some were old. Some were young. "So many..." My voice trembled. A gentle whisper surrounded us. "Help us..." "Please..." "We're still here..." Tears blurred my vision. The Blood Flame hadn't only consumed bodies. It had imprisoned souls. Kael's jaw tightened. "We're ending this." We walked deeper into the hall. With every step, the whispers grew louder. The Moon Crown glowed softly, and wherever its light reached, the trapped souls brightened.