Soul Flame Novels & Stories

came his voice, smooth and sharp like a dagger wrapped in silk. I didn’t look. “Go away.” “You say that like it’s an option.” He dropped down beside me with all the elegance of a falling shadow. “But lucky us—we’re still magically tethered like a pair of cursed soulmates from a really bad poem.” “Don’t call it that,” I muttered. “What? Soulmates? Oh no, Flame. I’m not that sentimental.” “Don’t call me that either.” He smirked. “But it suits you. All sparks and fury. Dangerous if someone gets too close.”

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."

Before I dozed off, my mind asked: What is a Fire Blaze Soulmate?

That's a white lie, Soheila would not say that she learned that trick from the 28th century. Sirene just nodded as she knew that there were kinds of treasures just like what Soheila obtained. The five birds just listened, but they were quite suspicious. There were only six colors of flames which are red-yellow flame, red-orange flame, scarlet flame, bloody red flame, blue fire, and purple fire. Cultivators who had a fire attribute and their fire is red-yellow flame are considered to be the weakest possessors of fire attribute. A red-yellow flame was the weakest fire among the six. A red-orange flame was quite a strong fire while the scarlet flame was powerful enough to burn half the body of

RAINA’S POV “Back off!” I yelled, not knowing what I expected, but the twin flame in my palm erupted, blasting the Vel’sothar back with a furious screech. The second one faltered, hating the light. Hera landed a brutal back kick into him, and he bumped into the other. Heads collided, making them dizzy, staggering about. Suddenly, Valen’s soul blazed brighter, and I realized that it was responding to the flame. His soul wanted to live. I positioned the flame at his chest, hoping it would seep into him.

After she had ran away from the pack, she didn’t expect to run so far into the territory of the Blood Moon pack. ‘It’s just my luck’ She frowned. What would she do if Blake agreed to the trade? She would have to return to her pack. She would have to continue being his doormat and he could continue being the arrogant, narcissist devil that she thought him to be. Alas, she had no other way out. Ruax had gotten a meeting arranged for that very evening. He was excited as a child, he could not wait to get his hands on that little stone. The hearthstone was usually acquired by huge packs as it would be used as a way to punish souls who did them wrong. They would trap the soul into the stone and it

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.

“It’s rewriting everything every world, every choice, every moment. It wants to start over.” The flame pulsed, and the whisper became a roar, not of words but of intent, a primal force that shook the ground, the sky, the stars. Makers, you have woven worlds, forged purpose, carried pain. But I am the Flame of All Beginnings. I am the spark before choice, the fire before creation. Surrender to me, or I will burn all you are.