The Burning God Novels & Stories

You are the fire in my soul, and I'll never extinguish it. My love for you burns brighter with each passing day. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S| In this chaotic world of shadows and secrets, I found my light, my solace, in the form of Zyra. She is the calm in the midst of my storm, the delicate touch that tames the ruthless. My heart, once a fortress of ice, thawed under the wa

But even that reminder doesn’t stop my mind from flashing images of him behind my closed eyelids. The roots that are inked all over his groin, stems growing over his stomach, until they bloom into different colored flowers on his chest that I’ve felt his heart racing in. Black and white snakes, their bodies tangling down one thigh while a night sky, with a blood red moon and black birds in flight play out on the other. His neck, that ink that’s been bitten between my teeth, with feathers spread on both sides, a colorful dragon breathing bright orange-reddish fire on the front, coming up till just under his chin. And his back, that my nails have sunken into, scratched, grabbed for mercy, cove

Their bodies are absorbed into those coconuts, and the coconuts have turned into fireballs. “Banaspati?!” Alfi is shocked. “Ong, gni brahma anglebur panca maha butha, anglukat sarining merta. mulihankene kite ring betara guru, tumitis kita dadi manusia mahatama. ong rang sah, prete namah.” He said slowly. The fireballs are flying in their direction. “ßenlong!” Alfi exclaimed. ßenlong emits flame and spins around vanishing those fireballs.

I was the floor, the bridge, and the fire. And as the first kinetic rod slammed into the surface above, I stood in the dark, my heart beating for the first time in rhythm with a god who wanted to turn the world into ash. "Burn," I whispered to the dark. "Burn it all."

In the blink of an eye, it was already tens of millions of kilometers away. The sea of fire followed behind it, spreading. Wherever the fire passed, there would be many thousand kilometers of scarlet flames. In a boundless land far away, there were powerful Gods and Devils, innumerable warships, formidable ancient fortresses, powerful God and Devil formations, and soaring towers of power as dense as forests. That was the country of the Gods. But they were instantly incinerated as that colossal Bi Fang approached. Everything was overwhelmed and engulfed in that sea of fire.

Jannet asked. “I think I know how,” I said, looking at the trees sprinting past the window, “I felt a burning sensation in my heart before I saw myself in this beautiful place filled with clouds. It was like someone was burning my heart. The hellfire is a supernatural fire and it must have reduced the uncontrollable power of my awakened soul, taming it down. The Moon Goddess told me how she didn’t want Asphalt to destroy everything, so she revived my body by blessing me.” “That is how I can keep up with my soul’s strength.”

Panic rippled through the crowd, but not a single person stepped forward to help. While holding my breath, I pushed through the chaos and loosened Oliver's collar. "Wake up! Don't fall asleep!" But his pupils had already gone dull. He was too weak to respond. Suddenly, a still-burning cigarette butt droppped nearby and reignited the lingering hydrogen. In an instant, flames shot up toward the sky, and a wave of scorching heat slammed into us. Screams erupted around me. In the chaos, I was shoved and trampled, my wrists and ankles swollen and throbbing.

“He wants it. He wants all of it.” Khaled’s thrusts grew rougher, deeper, like he was trying to fuck the god’s words out of me. Each snap of his hips slammed me into the god’s chest, into his steady grip. Then fire, white, searing, split me open from behind. The god pushed inside, stretching me wide while Khaled was still buried deep. My scream ripped through the room, my body straining, caught in their impossible pull. “Fuck-” Khaled’s curse turned into a guttural roar as he shoved deeper, harder, fighting for space the god refused to give him. “He’s mine. Do you hear me? Mine.”

Aurelian did not respond. “You allowed interference.” Silence. Then the Archangel’s gaze shifted. To Kaelith. “You are the cause.” Kaelith placed a hand lightly over his chest. “Wow. Straight to blame. I like it.” The Archangel raised its hand. The realm responded. From nothing, a weapon formed. A whip. Not physical. Not entirely. It burned with a flame that did not flicker, did not spread, but consumed everything it touched. Its edges dissolved into mist, trailing something that did not belong to any known element.

What if it was true and not just some wild thought “Then I’ll pick you up jeez, you won’t even waste your car’s fuel” Rumors have it that if your blood is mutated, you get killed at night and your body is never found. I jumped up in fright after reading that, what if I’m mutated and I get killed “I’m having none of this” I whispered “Dude really?” I heard Sebastian grumble. I then remembered that I was speaking to someone on the phone “Uhm, you were saying?” I asked in an apologetic tone