Wings Of Fire Orca Novels & Stories

Before she could get to the sea Cynthia was already sinking into the water, the water by the sea was bloody and stinky. She soared down towards the water as her wings disappeared. She fell into the water and swam down while trying hard to hold her breath, as she went down further to look for Cynthia's body she tried hard not to let some of the bloody water into her mouth, luckily she was able to grab Cynthia's body before it sank completely to the shallow surface of the sea. However when she swam back to the top of the water the area she was in was now engulfed in flames due to the special mineral weapon her soldiers used on the water, thereby making the water catch flames when fire touched

the orange-tailed merman yelled like a maniac, refusing to accept this fact. But he had to accept it. The flame continued to expand, and it opened a wide path in front of me. It was still spreading forward. Not only were the waves splitting, but the sea ahead of me was also splitting, revealing the land at the bottom of the charred sea. "No--" With the miserable scream of the orange-tailed Merman, the flames swept him up, turning him into char in an instant. The flames spread all the way to the opposite side of the sea, which stopped burning and was gradually extinguished by the water.

Ru said, forcing thoughts of what had almost happened out of her mind. They watched as Nat sent both Keepers sprawling in opposite directions and the angel’s wings literally ignited. The woman began to scream as flames shot up from her back, catching her hair on fire as well. A breeze from a nearby Keeper of the Wind put the fire out, but by then Nat was on the move again.

Orion growled at her, bearing his sharp teeth, causing her to take a step back, his purplish scales gleaming in the sunlight. "He doesn't like to be teased," Maria warned, with a lopsided grin. Suddenly the earth shook, causing them all to lose a third of their balance, Orion flapping his wings at the earth cracking sound that followed. They all turned to see what looked like the largest flame erupting in the distance, looking as if a volcano had erupted a good length away, as the sky blackened, thick with smoke, the fire dimming as it died out. "Alpha," Ena stated, focusing on the clouds of smoke in the distance.

The flames grew and emitted the darkest smoke when the shadow vampires fanned it and threw more wood and coals into it. Minly cried and asked for forgiveness but Skotieno was deaf to the sound of her agony and threw her close to the fire. Minly tried to run away but the shadow vampires surrounding her immediately pointed their spears at her. Minly was in chains, trapped by these merciless vampires, and all she could do is walk her back toward the crackling call of the flames. The flames of her unfortunate death, ready to burn her soul. “AHHH FUCK!” Minly screamed when she felt a spear stabbing her shoulder, pushing her to the flames. “PLEASE! I CAN FIND THE ONE WHO DID THIS, I HAVE FOUND AN

Excited chatter was all around us. “COME FORTH, TYPHON!” A loud whoosh sound was heard, as if someone had tossed gasoline onto the fire. In the middle of the pit floating above the flame was a man on fire. Huge wings were spread out to his sides. His handsome features were breathtaking. This must be Typhon. Oohs and aahs were sounding all around me. Excited dragons moved closer to the pit trying to catch a better look at the dragon god.

she said with a chuckle. ‘Your heat. Your fire will set me right. Just flame up that hand again and place it on me.’ Olive didn't hesitate. She flames up her hand again and placed it a little way from her leg. She saw the flame spread through the small spaces between his scales and travel farther away. The flame spread through his entire body, even to his enormous orange wings. It was like he was on fire. The dragon lifted his wings and flapped them massively, then he stood on his hind legs and roared. Olive held tight to his spike for dear life.

My vision spins, but I push myself back up. I can’t stop now. The beast comes at me again. I close my eyes and dig deep. I feel the power inside me…the light, the fire, the part of me that’s growing stronger every day. I let it rise. My body lifts off the ground again, and this time, wings made of silver flames burst from my back. They shimmer like moonlight. I fly straight at the beast, dodging its claws and slamming a ball of fire into its head. It screams and stumbles, but still doesn’t fall.

The entire lake lit up, shimmering with unnatural brilliance. Then, Aurelia rose. She floated above the water, arms outstretched, her body bathed in ethereal silver light. Power crackled in the air, waves of energy rolling off her like the very essence of the goddess herself. Her eyes were glowing, pure white. And then, just as suddenly, beams of light shot out from her eyes and mouth, slicing through the darkness like celestial fire. Beneath her, Ares floated lifelessly, a faint glow pulsing from his chest as if some of that same power had touched him too.

He glided through the badly lighted atmosphere towards the creature that had it's long beaks open revealing a red tongue that forked into two wisps at the tip. A warm feeling pacified his cheeks and he felt snug like a cold blooded animal attracted to heat. His hands which were held upwards, towards his face and ready to blast off the creature had two crimson coloured spheroid flames in his hands and they warmed his face. Gerey Wysalt and the creature continued towards each other at full velocity - none intimidated by the other, like two airplanes bound to collide. When they were few metres apart, Gerey breath in deeply and held his breath as the balls of fire he'd been brewing in his hands