Soul Flame Novels & Stories

Now that she causes drama after drama, how can she survive all the judgment people cast against her? HIS FRACTURED FLAME (Book II of HFF series) Since the day Araulla lost the most valuable person in her life, the fire that urges to revenge ignites. As her hatred grows deeper, the desire for departing the lives of every Houstons consumed her. She's filled with fury, grief, and vengeance against Catherine Houston, as she plots her downfall for Edward's justice. Araulla's eldest brother, Hansel, conspires with William, creating a better force in taking down their enemies. When all concealed truth starts spilling out, how can they recover from all the aches the world cast against them?

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

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!"

“Blood of the holy, and into the grail, a soul will be split into two, as the first will be the sun and the latter is the moon. With the stars in between, you shall be, her familiars.” With HIS voice that’s taunting, yet only marking the sinister tone of the fact and truth of these very books and worlds. She closes her eyes as HE waves the scythe up and swiftly down in the middle. With the seconds that also split, her soul is torn into two, turning into a flame of a distinct heat of gold and blue, representing the heavens flame and of the hell’s fire. Whispering, “Daughter of the sun, holder of its light. You will be the spirit of the day, but will take the nature of the dark.”

"My boys are very interested in how this works, you're their test dummy." "The boss will take care of you soon enough!" The man cackled as Summer pressed the button on the remote she was holding. Screaming the man started convulsing as the smell of burning flesh filled the room. Panting he set his scornful eyes on Summer who was still smiling. "Going to talk yet?" She asked hovering her finger over the button. "Or was one time not enough for you?" The man clamped his mouth shut as his eyes flashed defiantely.

****okay so last chapter Devon got a little frisky with Jennifer. This chapter is all about her and how her feelings for Jennifer developed. This chapter gives a whole new outlook to Soulmates but that is all I'm saying. You have to read in order to find out... Hehehehe enjoy**** Devon POV junior year of high school...

He'd been sleeping in his room when he started perceiving smoke and when he opened his eyes, he was terrified to death, all he could see was large cloud of smoke and a small voice screaming for help. He tried to exit his room but the door handle had been too hurt, it burnt his hand and he'd recoiled after touching it. Waking up three days later, he heard their house had caught fire due to his cousin's carelessness, she'd died in the fire. There was nothing in this world that terrified him more than fire and Abubakar knew that. "Love. Love should be much more terrifying and you are in love." "Just shut up and stop being weird all of a sudden."

My lips trembled, but I didn’t flinch. “I seek to free it,” I said. “Not for power—only for balance.” My words felt small compared to the storm around me, but the fire reacted as if I had thrown a spark into its heart. A low hum spread through the ground, and the flames began to twist, forming the shape of a great wolf made entirely of gold. Its eyes glowed like twin suns, and when it stepped forward, my soul knew it. This was the First Flame, the spirit my mother had once spoken of in hushed stories.

"I'll give you the Karmic Bloomfire, but you'd better remember your place. If you cross the line, I'll use the parent beetle to make your life a living hell." "Yeah, yeah, quit yapping," Gideon urged him on. Yohan's body shuddered, and instantly, a red flame burst from his core. The temperature in the Celestial Sanctum shot up dramatically. "Damn, that's a vivid flame! It's burning!" Gideon couldn't hide his joy. Yohan said, "The Karmic Bloomfire can burn away karmic baggage. It keeps its host clear-headed at all times and prevents them from going off the rails while cultivating."

“Haha, boy, you have no idea of the hellhound’s real power. That fire will scorch your soul. Let’s see how you handle this.” Flames surged toward Adrian, targeting his very soul. For the first time, he felt a slight weakening as the fire burned into his soul energy. A hint of surprise crossed his eyes. He hadn’t expected the hellhound to have this kind of power. The burn was unpleasant, leaving him momentarily shaken.