Wings Of Fire Series นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Not natural. Not contained. Devastating. A dragon. Massive. Winged. Burning like the sun itself decided to take form and descend. My men don’t even have time to scream. The fire hits them. Consumes them. Erases them. Gone. I move. Fast. Barely avoiding the second wave. Heat slams into me anyway. Burning. Tearing. I land hard. Roll. Come up on one knee. Breathing heavier than I should be.

They freeze in their tracks. We exit. The air is already thick with fuel, glistening everywhere. I nod once at Charles. He flicks the lighter. Flame arcs. Fire blooms, immediate, consuming. As the men shout to each other to put out the fire, we move. The house roars behind us. We don’t look back. What we don’t know, as we disappear into the distance, Mr. S arrives. He stands in front of Emma, fires once. A single bullet… center of her skull. He doesn’t hesitate. Power doesn’t forgive failure. It erases it. Clean and final.

Don't come back. She sat up slowly and pulled the thick duvet around her shoulders like armor. Her body ached in strange places - her neck, her feet, her jaw from clenching it all night, her eyes from crying. Soft grey light came through the thick hotel curtains, diffused and gentle, the kind of light that comes after a storm when the world has been washed. The rain had stopped, but the window was still streaked with last night's water, making the city outside look blurred and washed clean, like a painting left in the rain. From this high up, on the 34th floor of the Vale Hotel, the city looked different. Quieter. Smaller. Less cruel. The cars below moved like tiny toys, silent. She had neve

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I reply as I release my power. My hair turns red and my eyes go ashen. I aim straight for the demon's stomach as my flame eats away at his blackened tendrils. A screech of agony is given from the demon prince as I continue to blast him, my energy drains quickly as I give a worried look at Knight who's fingers have begun shooting purple sparks at the demon. Wrapping around him, and dragging him towards us. The demon doesn't realize it yet, but he has already lost.

Flames A Rare kind of witches, extinct. The last Flames were burned down by common witches for the crime of being unique. Flames powers consist of Fire. Manipulating fire, imagining it, using it for one's need, and lastly illusions. Flames and Werewolves are the only supernaturals that can coexist without feeling a need to be at war with each other. There have come a time where a werewolf mate had to be a flame and the flame had to have an "Ignis" ( a soulmate ), they called him ignis because the wolves ignited the flames' fire. Just like the wolves, the Flames tend to have a short temper. When the werewolves started becoming extinct, the flames lashed out on families, friends, and mainly on

It feels like I’m staring at a TV, I could do nothing but watch, and despite being surrounded by fire, burning furniture, and crashing roofs, I’m not hurt and everything keeps passing through me. I watch the cloaked figure take a calculating step towards the other me in fear, the sword in her hand dripping with the blood of my parents. As my attacker slowly raises the sword above her head, ready to strike, the other me throws her head back with a scream and my body is engulfed in flames. Right in front of my eyes, the flames rise from my skin into the air and form a large ball of fire. My attacker and I watch the ball in shock until it explodes with a wave of energy that sends her flying wit

As the witch drew in breath, the flits floated away from Rori, and as they passed further from her, Rori could hear the sound of fading screams. Rori shoved her hands above her head and lifted her toes to a ballet point before she spun around four times as quickly as she could. The action halted whatever spell Mina seemed to have on the flits and as the witch sucked further, the flits released Murdok’s flame and the wall of dragon fire sailed through the air, blasting Mina in the face. The sudden rush of powerful flames caused Mina to scream in pain and as she tried to cover her burning face, she felt the flames dig into her arm like a rabid dog.//

They tumble back on the floor with Aria's bare back against the cold tiles but she didn't care as flames of fire was erupting through every fiber of her being, rendering her immovable as she continued to squirmed and moan beneath him. Aria senses were hypnotized by his bare chest that shone with glimmers of sweat with a mixture of his manly aroma that has a faint hint of olive. His mouth taste like a freshly brewed coffee. Warm and bitter sweet as Aria found herself reaching for more. Aria could feel his groin grinding against her thighs,reminding her of his needs to bury himself within her contrasting walls as her own buds could only remind her of a deep craving within her soul. She wanted

The demons press in closer, watching the scene that is unfolding in front of them. Warrick glares at his father and his skin starts to glow orange and then flames erupt across his skin and collect in his hands. Shit. Looks like we are fighting our way out of here. “What the hell are you?” His father asks when navy wings erupt from Warrick’s back. Alina howls in my head, ‘He absorbed your angel abilities! Hot damn!’ I do not have time to wonder about it because I now have a gun to my head. Fear washes through me and my heartbeat quickens. I hesitate only a moment before I unleash my own flames and my wings burst forth, knocking his father away. Warrick pulls me to him and we face off against