Venin Iron Flame Novels & Stories

Legends call it the soul of fire itself. Forged in the breath of the last true dragon and quenched in the blood of the first hybrid queen, the Flame of Virelith was never merely a weapon. It was will made manifest. A fire that thought. A force that remembered. A hunger that judged. It had no fixed shape. No true form. It chose whom it would bind itself to, and those it rejected, were reduced to ash.

The person stuttered, "M-Mr. Zalmer… are you saying D-Dr. Zal—Winifred—is your daughter?" Serena ignored the crowd and moved the cursor to play the surveillance footage. In it, I wore a white laboratory coat and wore a surgical mask as I meticulously worked on an experiment. Everything seemed normal. Just then, the glass beaker before me caught on fire without warning. Flames soon shot to the sky as a thick plume of smoke came from the beaker. Upon seeing that, Raiden pointed at the screen and exclaimed, "There! Winifred, you must've done something wrong. Don't worry, though. I can endure your punishment on your behalf!"

His Stormy eyes were filled with fire, hatred, resentment, guilt, and last but not the least bitterness. And if I have to Combine all those feelings in one word than it would be, Jealousy. Carlos Vincent was jealous. He was that jealous of that made up character that he could easily burn this room down with just the look in his eye. Damn Celine! You are in trouble. Xx__xX

She had heard about his father before, so if he had learnt from his father, why wasn’t he recruited by her father? She shrugged. Her father did things his own way. VVVVV “So you just turn the canister like this” Takashi showed her. And the thing was actually making a small beeping noise. She refused to be impressed. “Then wait three seconds before you throw it” and he did that, and a gas cloud filled the area he threw it to. “What does it do?” “It stuns your opponent for a while. Temporary blindness just like multiple camera flashes”. “Okay, but I’ll still choose brass knuckles over this any day”.

It was so unlike him to do those things, it almost felt surreal. And when I was reminded of what brought me to Bronx, my heart clenched. I didn't notice the tears that were soaking my face down to my neck. I didn't notice how I was holding tightly to the flower vessel that was at the base of the stairs. Without putting so much thought into it, I raised the melamine ware of that vessel and crushed it on the marble stairs. Every content that was in it went scattering all over the place including the broken pieces of the vessel, the sand that was in it and some small pebbles, soil and to my surprise,a bunch of keys.

As the flames roared fiercely and tried to dart off, Severin pursed his lips icily. "Stay put! Don't try to escape!" Following his command, an immense surge of spiritual energy erupted from within him, and it was able to suppress the flames right away. The Flamegold dimmed down and rested quietly in his palm. Following a brief moment of intense scrutiny, Severin let out a sigh and said, "Now I can create my own protective divine weapon." A single piece of Flamegold and a touch of metal Uru provided a good formula for a superior-quality spiritual treasure. With additional refining materials and the expertise of a renowned craftsman, it could even become a divine protective weapon.

A low-grade Artifact with a ‘purifying’ tag I didn’t fully understand. Desperate times. I pulled it out. It felt cold and heavy in my hand. I lit the wick with the lighter. A calm, steady flame bloomed, casting a small circle of pure white light that seemed to push back the gloom. Holding my breath, I touched the candle’s flame to the same vine. Fire erupted.

“Yeah. I am. I want to rip him apart. I want to erase the bond between them with my bare hands.” Briar nodded. “You’re in deep.” “I’m not sharing her, Briar,” I said. “Not with him or with anyone.” He raised his glass. “Then we play the long game.” “I’ll burn his whole bloodline if I have to,” I said quietly, eyes locked on the flames in the hearth. “Lena's mine.”

“In human form, we can create the Blaz Flame and the Cold Flame. Cold Flame is the regular kind of fire which we see in every household. It can burn down a human but supernatural creatures can recover from it. A Blaz Flame is more dangerous. Any area burnt with this flame will result in instant death. Luckily, this flame does not have a long range. It is only for enemies who are up close.” “And the last one?” Anna asks. “The last one-” CRACK! They are startled when they hear the cracking of twigs. Both of them spin around. Anna has her blade out while Lavi is ready to attack with his flames. They can smell the scent of the person. “Nine!” Anna yells. “I can smell you! Come out!” They are sta

I ask him warily because I fear his efforts would have been futile. "Let's head back. I will explain later. No one will be able to see that. You only saw it because you are part of me. That is called the Flame Of Atonement. No one evil will be able to stand its scorching heat. Let us go back to the villa. Our mate needs us." Emberwing responds and my heart is at ease. I know Athena needs me and I am more than willing to spend the few remaining hours with her before she heads to work.