The Blazing World Novel Novels & Stories

“Why does it say I could burn the world down?” Angela hesitated, her lips parting—then sealing again. She turned away, pulling a dusty book from a nearby shelf and opening it with care. “Because the First Flame was a bloodline erased from history. Hunted. Feared. Hidden in plain sight… until you.” She flipped to a page where an ancient crest flickered in faded gold, a burning wolf standing atop a crescent moon.

**** 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.

"You think you can protect her by starting another war with your own brother? You think she’ll thank you when the entire academy is burning?" “I’ll burn the world if it means keeping her safe.” "No,"Blaze growled again, louder this time, "you’ll burn yourself first." I ignored him, the rage too deep to cage. My boots echoed down the marble hallway, every step matched by the pulse in my head. I could feel Zyran’s aura ahead, sharp and cold. I hated that we were identical in every damn way but one, he was chaos pretending to be calm, while I was calm constantly at war with chaos.

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.

My world is now etched in charcoal, the vibrant hues of the outdoors feel like a distant dream. The poison coursing through my veins pushes me to the edge of insanity. I fear that without my smoldering anger I would lose myself in the darkness of my mind. My anger is warm and encompassing pushing away my deep loneliness. So, I focus on my anger, holding to it like a safety blanket.

Damien POV: I awoke with a start, my heart pounding as the remnants of a nightmare still clung to my mind. The moon's soft glow illuminated my chamber, and I sat up, rubbing my temples to dispel the haunting memories. It had been a dream about Amia—the day I stood against her, resulting in her banishment from our pack. I recalled the accusations, the anger, and the bitter taste of betrayal that had clouded my judgment.

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 ❤️