Stelle X Firefly Novels & Stories

“What did she say?” Kira took a deep breath to steady herself before launching into her explanation. “The silver flame is called the Fire of Death,” she began, her voice calm but tense. “It’s said to be summoned by certain supernatural beings who want to shed their physical form. It’s not a natural flame; it’s created from their own power. The flames burn hotter than anything normal and are as intense as the strength of the being who summons them.” The room went still as her words sank in. Caitlyn felt a cold shiver run down her spine, the gravity of the revelation sinking in. She glanced at Matt and Theo, their jaws tight with the memory of seeing Charlotte consumed by those very flames.

Alex asked huskily, making me shiver in some unknown desires. "No..nothing." I stammered. Huh! What happened to me? Now why am I stammering? God! I wanna crawl under earth. "By any chance, is she having some kinky thoughts while teasing me?" Alex asked in his sexy voice, turning my ears red in colour. "Gosh! Stop it Alex! You're taking these teasings to the next level!" I exclaimed while fanning my face that's currently feeling hot with his comments. "Your word is an order, your highness!" Alex exclaimed, making me laugh out loud.

But the nagging thought that they have killed my dad keeps appearing in my mind and occasionally I send a fireball flying, but that means I have stopped throwing flames at closer wolves. I could smell Xavier behind me. I was trying to give him an opportunity to get away. He could have gotten help. But he has returned to me, to help me tackle the imminent dangers. There is only one thing to do now, is fight. Fight with everything I have. Stacey warned me during our training session that if I get too worked up, there is a chance the fire will just ooze from my body, exploding like when a bomb goes off. If that happens, everything in a mile radius will be destroyed. I feel angry enough right no

she said as she folded her hands. I thought about it and realized she was right, I managed to do that without even realizing it or even trying to. Damn, I was good, I was impressed with myself. Just when I was about to respond to her accusation the intercom sounded and the dispatcher spoke. “Ambulance 27, Truck 78, Squad 66, Engine 72. We got an electrical house fire at 3289 warren street” The intercom went off and all the firefighters who had just come in from the apparatus bay not too long ago were making their way back to the trucks along with June and I. “Don’t think we’re done here missy, we will be circling back to this conversation later” June said while hopping in the driver's side o

Binx says. I look at him weird before I create a fireball and let it leave my hand as it zooms forward. It jumps to a lantern and zigzags back and forth lighting the pathway as I follow it. I stare in amazement as fireflies gather around me, leading me forward as we get closer to a clearing. Once we hit the clearing my fireball breaks in half and goes around the clearing, lighting lanterns around the edges before jumping into the sky and exploding in a ball of colors. I look at it in awe. My powers have never done that before.

4 Claire was a bubbly cheerful girl. Since her parents weren’t around at the moment, the house was filled with constant laughers. I excused myself when Sebastian and Claire started staring at each other like they wanted to eat each other’s face and I wasn’t in for something X-rated.

Link stared at the screen, the audio still playing: "Prepare. Satisfy the Flame. Or the Hollow will not just awaken—it will rise."

When they were almost to the pack house, I used my Green Flames to control the earth to stop them. A Phoenix is born with a specific fire, The Red Flame is the most common The Orange Flame is for healing The Purple Flame is for turning back and accelerating time for a living being The Pink Flame is for telepathy, empathy, and telekinesis Finally, the Blue Flame, is the most lethal, it is as cold as ice but burns like fire. Each flame could burn, but not at the same intensity depending on which flame it is, each having its specific properties. I was born with what we call the Rainbow Flames, it is a Flame created from each of the Flames, I can use them individually or simultaneously. It was h

At this moment, the fireworks outside were still going on. Xyla turned to look at the beautiful sight outside the window. Stanley did the same and hugged her tightly from behind as he pressed his chin against her shoulder. While Xyla watched the fireworks, Stanley looked at her. “Are you tired?” He asked. “What do you think?” she said. “Do you want to sleep?” He asked. “Yeah… Get your people to stop the fireworks,” Xyla said. Without saying anything else, Stanley continued to hold her as he reached for his phone and called Zack to stop the fireworks.

The liquid shimmered as though threaded with stars. Xander took up the flint. Once. Twice. On the third strike, a spark caught. Flame leapt to the surface of the water, burning blue-white, its glow silent and ghostly. It cast no shadows, but bathed every face in ethereal light. Together, Aria and Xander knelt. They dipped their joined hands into the fire. Heat licked their skin but did not burn. The flames wrapped their fingers like living ribbons, etching crescents of light along her palm and his wrist.