Who Killed The Flame Hashira Novels & Stories

Black flame curled across the bridge but did not consume the words. HE KILLED AYAME THE FIRST TIME. Every spear turned toward Shigure. He stared at the message. No denial came. The white wolf moved between us. Its voice softened. He remembers. Raiken’s hand left my arm. Blue fire spread over both fists. Say something. Shigure met his gaze. I killed her body. The bridge erupted with sound. Ren’s soldiers shouted. Kiyomi gasped. Hayate drew his blade. Raiken crossed the distance before anyone else moved.

The other elders withdrew to confer, their faces pale with the realization that the enemy was inside their walls. Maya found me outside, leaning against the great hall's stone facade, trying to process what I had just witnessed. "A death curse," she said. "That's old magic. Expensive magic." "Scarlett's fire." I could still smell it—that particular burn, that ancient heat. "Or something derived from it." "You think the Ash—" "I think whoever killed Damien has access to Bell witch blood." I closed my eyes, fighting the nausea rising in my throat. "Which means they have access to one of the forty children. Or to someone from my own bloodline."

The smell of smoke followed Elena Vale into death. It crawled into her lungs like poison, thick and unforgiving, as the golden ballroom collapsed into chaos around her. Flames devoured silk curtains. Crystal chandeliers shattered like falling stars against marble floors. The world she once ruled was now a funeral built of fire. And somewhere beyond the inferno—people were laughing. “Elena Vale did it!” “She finally snapped!” “The villainess tried to kill Lady Seraphina!”

When they saw her, they exchanged a look. “What happened?” she asked. Garren swallowed. “Night patrol was hit.” Lyra’s breath caught. “How bad?” Ana’s voice trembled. “Two dead. One missing.” Lyra felt the world tilt. Bloodpine had someone missing, too. “Who was killed?” she whispered. “Damon and Rhea,” Garren said quietly. “They didn’t stand a chance.” Lyra closed her eyes. Damon had been one of the strongest warriors in the pack. Rhea had been young, but fierce. Neither should have fallen so easily.

he announced as he stepped forward and knelt in front of her so their eyes met. Her blood splashed onto his clothes. The torches in the sconces flickered, as if announcing her death along with the fall of the lady. Shadows twisted along the walls like monsters growing in the darkness. But it did not scare the woman anymore. She had already seen the biggest monster standing right in front of her.

I too have a sensitivity to gore, even with all the things I had to do, all the things I’ve had to see. So I step in, hoping that’s okay, and destroy Callum’s corpse with the black flame. It’s something not taught too often, but I had seen him use it before. And now that the hellhound released his hold on fire, I think it can work. The black flame devours every last cell of life in a dead body. And I don’t think anyone is going to want to give this sycophant a burial.

I stroked her thigh, resting my head on top of hers. "Many died, Raiden… The guards of the silver storm that had been let out during the fight, a few were killed as they were too weak... Alpha Romeo… he’s passed too." My eyes widened in surprise. Alpha Romeo had helped us a lot… "Hunter’s Beta… Ailema died too. She was trying to protect the orphanage from one of the necromancers who was destroying all in his wake, and she was murdered." I closed my eyes, feeling her pain as I tightened my arms around her.

Including Cassian, I made everyone here witness everything within Gevanny's memories. [With this power, you can kill him.] [Seraphine Valentina is a villain, a sorceress.] [She is the one who destroyed Silverbrook Haven due to the virus pandemic.] [You must kill her.] [If not, Prince Cassian will be killed by her.] [You must create that black hole and kill Seraphine Valentina. That is your task now.] "This ...," one of the residents of Silverbook Haven finally realized what I was showing in their minds.

Chaos erupted. Everyone scrambled toward the soldier's hospital room. Miller dragged me by my handcuffs, pushing me to the front of the crowd. Through the glass, I saw Enzo tangled in a mess of tubes. Disgust flashed across my face. Then I gave Miller a faint smile. "If I had known you were so hard to kill, I would have used white phosphorus instead of cyanide." "I planned nine perfect executions, only for you to become the one stain on my record."

Ronan was standing nearby, watching me, his expression unreadable. I turned to Kael, my voice steady. "He didn't lie. Every death you've been investigating, I was the killer. Kelvin, the representative from Israel that came for the nuclear weapon you wanted to talk about—I knew I couldn't let you have that power, so I killed him. It started from him. And it has continued and continued and continued. And it would have ended with your head. But somehow, this fool—" I turned to Ronan, waving the gun toward him, "—tried to ruin my plan. Tried to take my victory away from me." I turned the gun back toward Kael. "But it hasn't ended. It will never end. Not until you leave this world by my hands."