The Blazing World Novel Novels & Stories

My vision blurred at the edges, but I forced myself to focus, to keep moving and to stay ahead. Up ahead, there an opening. Beyond the last line of houses, the green broke. The forest, freedom. Hope surged wild and desperate as I pushed harder. Ignoring the tearing of pain in my body. I could make it. I had to make it. the trees loomed closer, the shadows stretching wide, waiting to swallow me whole. Something slammed into my back. the world dropped out from under me. I hit the ground hard, air ripping from my lungs as darkness burst across my vision. Before I could move, before I could even breathe. A weight pressed down on me. cold, trembling and wrong.

The brazier pulsed. Then, slowly, fire ignited inside it. But not orange. Not red. White. Pure. Blinding. Elara stared into it, and the fire spoke. “Will you carry the weight of the first flame? Will you be more than a weapon? Will you be a warden of the balance?” Her knees trembled. But she answered. “Yes.” The flame surged. And entered her. The pain was instant.Total.Transcendent. Her veins turned to fire. Her heartbeat became a drum of thunder. She saw the threads of the world—war, peace, death, love, stretching out in every direction-like a vein of molten light.

**** I went to bed with that conversation still circling my thoughts. Lucian’s words. Blaze’s certainty. Raven’s absence. At some point, sleep found me. Not slowly. Not gently. It pulled me under without warning. **** The field returned. The yellow-green sky stretched overhead, heavy and wrong. But this time— I could see beyond it. At the edge of the field, something burned. A city. Not normal fire. The flames moved in colors that didn’t belong to heat. Blue threaded through orange. Green flickered at the edges.

She was like April sky, sunrise in her eyes Child of light, shining star, fire in her heart Brightest day, melting snow, breaking through the chill October and April He was like frozen sky in October night Darkest cloud, endless storm, raining from his heart Coldest moon, deepest blue, tearing down the spring October and April Like hate and love, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start Like light and dark, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start

Yes, I had good friends in my last school, but none of them could beat Luna with their care. I was wondering why did I feel so strange after seeing this boy? Never before, with no other human being, has anything like this happened to me. Besides, this boy's aura also had a strange structure - it had a human part in it, but also some other part, unknown to me. Maybe my mother could recognize what it was, but I did not meet many creatures on my way, after all, my mother protected me effectively, especially against the bad ones. I knew I absolutely needed to learn more about Oliver Blythe, but how could I do it while avoiding talking to him and developing a possible relationship?

I moved in and out of reality, my dreams full of terrible visions. In one, the world seemed to implode, taking both Candy and Mirele into a swirling vortex of hellish flames, desperately screaming my name as they fell. I had the faces of the various controllers scream at me, condemning me and my very existence. I found myself trapped in a small enclosure like one of the zoo animals, starving and weak, fed only when the zookeeper came in to use me for his sick, sexual fantasies. I heard the cries of dying children, the screams of the little girl I'd saved, and the roar of lions that pursued me relentlessly.

The intense pressure has me gasping for air but I fight the urge to submit to him by releasing my own dominance. Valdis rears his head back and blasts me with fire only for Flavius to run in front of me. I begin to panic, reaching out for Flavius until I notice that he is absorbing my father's magic into his body. Flavius stands in front of me, engulfed in burning red flames. He begins to rotate one of his hands around the other, gathering the magic and forming a large fireball, launching it back at my father.

Amia POV: The night had enveloped the forest in darkness, the moon casting an ethereal glow through the treetops. I, Amia, found myself bound to a sturdy oak tree, my wrists tied tightly with rough ropes that bit into my skin. Ioni and his four companions stood before me, their eyes glittering with malicious intent as they discussed the various ways they planned to violate my body. I argued, my voice shaking but defiant, even as fear clawed at my heart.

I didn’t want to die so fast. How the fuck did I even die? My ego will be hurt if the truth gets to be that out of all people, that Elijah killed me. Fuck! But then I find myself landing on something solid and realize that maybe I’m not dead. Yet. I open my eyes and find myself in a world of fire and shadow. The sky is ablaze with crimson hues, the flames dancing and leaping like living things. The ground beneath my feet is cracked and charred, the earth scorched by the relentless heat. In the distance, I can see towering, skeletal structures, their twisted forms reaching towards the fiery sky.

This is not a happy starting either. This is the story of Dua, a 19 yrs old girl. Dua is the hero of this story. The whole plotline revolves around her. My first book is completely based on a woman and her dark world. Now Dua is dead. Arin is alone, living in the Memories of her. I know the ending sucked but you guys better wait for the Bonus chapter. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️