Wings Of Fire Blue Novels & Stories

The marsh beyond the hollow walls stirred as if holding its breath. She felt everything. Rowan’s fury. Lucien’s hunger. Her own rising storm. She lifted her hands—fire and frost blazing in perfect symmetry. The marsh answered. Roots erupted through the floor in long, twisting spears. Fire burst from her palms in a column of gold, but frost intertwined with it—blue-white veins snapping through the flames like ice lightning. Wolves howled as frost sealed their paws to the stone, while the fire seared the air around them.

my Blue who was glowing like she’d just eaten the sun and was gearing up to incinerate someone. And front and center? Abigail and Inara cheering her on like proud parents at a murder recital. “Hit me, Blue! I’m fire resistant!” some dumbass shouted, chest puffed out like he had anything to prove. “No, you’re not...” Inara sighed loudly, “...not to a dragon’s breath, you absolute walnut. They’re ancient. You’ll evaporate.” “I can handle it!” the idiot insisted. Blue chirped, tail whipping the ground, wings half-spread, embers dancing from her jaws like she was warming up for a full-on dragon flamethrower.

"Nimalaya moved from one house to another, setting everything ablaze out of anger. Her blue flame looks beautiful as the sun reflects its bright hue. The cries of humans and demons burning wouldn't make one marvel at the beauty of the flame. It looked beautiful but dangerous. It was nothing but a death sentence. The cries of mercy resounded in the air that carried the stench of burning flesh. Her face was the last thing people were seeing before her fire burned them to crisps. Summoning demonic spirits, she would make sure some people couldn't flee. While everything was burning down, she flew up in the sky, her majestic black wings towering above victims of her wrath, as she resumed her mass

Third Person's Pov; When morning came Prince Zion left to start his journey to find the chosen one and to fulfill his mission. He left with his most trusted servant Stefan. He created a wings with the use of his power so he could fly into the air. His wings were made of blazing blue fire and anyone who touches it will automatically melt due to the too much pressure in it. While his servant Stefan used his magic wand so he could fly as well.

A wisp of fire slipped out of an embrasure and, growing and spreading wings, transformed into a giant blazing bird. Temujin made an uppercut and the fire bird shadowed his movements by first hovering like a crest affronté under the enemy ship’s bow and then streaking upwards with a raptorial screech and a fiery roar. Next, Temujin spread out all his fingers as he thrust his hand forward. In response, his red bird skimmed over the enemy ship’s deck and the pirates scampered. Sasha and Aki watched with fingers crossed as the fire bird glided towards the junco’s foremast. They couldn’t see everything but it appeared as though the fiery red color started to fade and turn into a cool blue. Sasha

She had her hand coiled into a tight fist to keep herself from scratching that stupid smirk off his face. He only gave her a careless shrug before leaning against the comfortability of his arm chair. The choice was hers to make and knowing how badly she'd give into his demands but not without a fight. He was sure! Aria just sat there with blood boiling through her veins. If she was a female dragon_angry fumes would have been evaporating through her nostrils at that point but she wasn't and Frank should be thankful for that fact. Why in the world would he want her when she has made it crystal clear to him that she doesn't even want to speak with him not to talk of being seen anywhere with him

Ren's POV The first time I kissed him I was hooked. Just one short kiss and I was addicted. I knew then, that no one else could ever make me feel such an electric spark. The instant I drew back from his lips and looked into his perfect eyes, I knew I would follow him to the end of the earth. Everything inside me was telling me to go cross the limit and just ravish him at that very moment. I felt like there was fire within my bones, like my soul has returned to where it belonged, like every part of me that come from a dead star is alive again. I felt like I was reborn again, not as someone who wants to wait patiently for him to come to me but to snatch him from this hideous world who doesn't

From my desk, I watch her walk back into the squad room and set a cardboard box on top of the empty desk. She starts piling things out of the box (a plaque with her name on it, a framed photo, an external hard drive, three journals, a blue wireless keyboard and a blue-and-white key lanyard. She has had that lanyard since the Academy. When the box is empty, she tosses it under the desk and takes a seat, pressing the power button on the monitor.

It wasn’t a violet flame that comes out his body, it was blue, his natural flame. “I can finally get back the green flame,” she said as she watch Rico’s body flaming up. She slowly touch the flame until she was touching Rico’s skin, no sting to feel or burn on her skin. She slowly run his tiny fingers on Rico’s hand up to his cheek as Rico stared on her. She was inch away from him as she caress his cheek, moments where he wish would stay. Rico run his hand on her hair as he stared on her eyes that was staring on his neck and slowly up to his lips and finally on his eyes, she can see a blue reflection of the fire from his deep brown eyes. He pulled her closer to him leaving no space between t

He told them. Hail and Skye fell silent as they pondered over Reyan’s words. “So… you are trying to say that I have to use my imagination to move my wings so I can fly?” Blue asked as he looked at Reyan. His expression now became sober. “Blue!” Hail exclaimed in pleasant surprise when he saw that Blue’s facial complexion returned to normal. “Thank you.” Blue nodded at Hail before he turned back to look at Reyan, waiting for the other’s answer.