A Is For Arson Novels & Stories

Mom and I arrive at the memorial for Lily Nelson. It isn’t the only one here, but hers is the largest and most prominent. Every warrior and pack member who has given their life for the pack has a place in this quiet grove, but Mom insisted that Lily’s sacrifice deserved something special. At her request, the stoneworkers carved a full statue of a tall, dignified woman with angel wings sweeping protectively around a pack of wolves. Her face is serene, but her posture radiates the strength of a Guardian.

Alpha Jackson looked at Cade. “Yes.” Cade stood up and adjusted his jacket. “This wasn’t a case of her trying to kiss Maddox. This wasn’t an opportunity that presented itself and she took it. This was premeditated. She had to gather the tools needed, brought them and then intentionally lit the fire. This wasn’t an accident, but premeditated… calculated arson. This would be a whole different conversation if Tatum would have been in that building. I believe this deserves more than a slap on the wrist. More than a two-week stay in a comfortable cell room.”

I let her walk away from me when I should’ve fought harder. But seeing her tonight, smiling at someone else, that rewired something in me. I know her. I know her better than anyone. Better than he ever will. He’s not built for her. Not really. Not when things get hard. Not when she burns. And Aria burns. She deserves someone who won’t flinch. Someone who knows that love isn’t neat, or easy, or safe. It’s messy. Inconvenient. It takes your spine and snaps it in two. It sets your soul on fire and dares you to walk through the flames for it.

Adrian said, desperate. “Yes, there is,” His mother whispered. “Because it’s not just about you anymore. It’s about us. It’s about people who want to hurt us. People who don’t stop.” “We’ll find them…” “But we know what they can do. The same day we were attacked, there was a note left in the mailbox.” She held up a torn envelope. Inside, in typed block letters, were the words: “LEAVE HIM OR BURY HIM.” *************** Eli stepped into the apartment later that night, soaked from the rain, and found Adrian sitting in the dark.

At least, she was well brought up in morals. “I am sorry. I was just so foolish to think that it was okay to treat you like that. I thought it was normal and I got blinded by it, we all miss you and I can see it in your mother’s eyes even if she doesn’t say anything. We are sorry please” by now he was crying profusely and she couldn’t help but be moved. Even if she was mad at him, Aurora couldn’t deny the fact that he saved her from the fire and gave her a whole new life. This was something she was never going to take for granted.

He took another deep breath and crossed to the center of the courtyard. Oliver stopped and studied the words which had been engraved into the polished black marble. They were meant to inspire others to greatness and to give hope, just as the fire of Prometheus was. But though fire can provide warmth and illumination, it could also bring about death and destruction and chaos. It was only in the choice of the beholder as to which outcome would be determined. He reached into the depths of his soul, commanding his body, mind, and spirit to align so that he would be able to control the ancient, powerful flames. Then, he stretched out his hand into the void and called forth the first fire of human

Wren I didn't know much about Sorren, and trust might not come soon. But all I wanted to do now was heed her words. I also wanted to understand what Raphael had to do with it. Sorren had said the fire was arson. I understood what that meant. Someone had set it on purpose. But I didn't understand everything she'd implied. I would. One way or another, I'd figure it out. She'd also stated the same thing Leander had mentioned the last time. They never found out who did it.

Not some kid with gasoline. My stomach twisted hard. Military? You sure? Positive he replied. We see these in arson cases sometimes. Burns hot and fast. Designed to spread quick in enclosed spaces. Whoever set this wanted the fire to trap people inside. They wanted deaths tonight. I picked up the piece careful. It felt heavy and wrong in my hand. The syndicate. They did not just want to ruin the party. They wanted us gone. Kade walked over fast wiping more soot from his face. What did you find Evan? The chief looks serious.

he murmured, his words carrying the weight of centuries of knowledge. Without wasting any time, our team assembled, gathering combustible materials and preparing to set the cabin ablaze. The mood was somber, yet there was an undercurrent of understanding as we worked together to dismantle the remnants of the macabre obsession that had plagued us. Lea lit one of her arrows ablaze and carefully aimed it at the cabin, igniting the dry wood and flammable materials. Flames erupted, engulfing the structure with a fierce intensity. As the fire spread, it's crackling and roaring filled the air, echoing our collective determination to purge the darkness from our midst.

All I wanted was revenge. Now I realize how stupid I was. Setting fire to Bhyron’s room was way above the line. The accusing glint in his eyes sends a jab of pain and guilt through my chest. If Bhyron didn’t hate me before, I’m pretty sure he does now. “Did you even realize that what you were doing was a criminal offense? You just committed the offense of arson, Amani. The police were ready to take you to jail. Let’s not even talk about the property damage….”