Soul Flame Novels & Stories

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.

The blue flames swirled higher, dancing as if stirred by breathless anticipation. Then the voice returned, no longer mocking ,just cold and final. "You seek strength. But strength is not given. It is paid for." From the center of the chamber, the floor cracked open. A pedestal rose, obsidian and ancient, carved with runes that pulsed red. Atop it, a small bowl burned with dark, flickering fire,its flames alive, hissing softly like they could speak. "Feed the Soul Flame." I stared at it, unmoving. "It takes only what matters most. Your wolf,your fury, your senses, your bond to the wild. Once given, it is gone. Forever."

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.

I gathered all the remaining strength and closed my eyes. With a steady yet passionate voice, I whispered, "I will bind our souls together again." "I'll take you back." Hot and violent, the Crimson Flame blazed to life in my chest. From me, the flames encircled Killian's corpse. His own body shuddered, as though the warmth were resisting the chill that had seized hold of him. I wasn't scared, though. I couldn't be. I mashed my forehead against his, and the flame inside me surged, roaring with power. Once again, the fire connected our souls as it twisted around us in spirals. Hotter than ever, it burned, but I wouldn't back down.

"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.

The agony in his screams was one that pierced not only the ears but the souls of everyone but noone helped him, they all watched him burn to death, with the agonizing blue flame, the hottest and most deadly flame known to mankind The agonizing blue flame was one that had been used in the dark ages but over time, it fizzled out, it was deemed to be too brutal of a means of punishment. Not only did it burn the flesh but it went on to burn the soul of the person even after death. The man's soul would continue to be plagued, even in the after life A hint of a smile, peeked out from the hood of the hooded figure, it was a smile that said a lot of words and at the same time said nothing at all