A Promise Of Fire Series Novels & Stories

“The Flamecarriers are leaving tomorrow.” “I know,” she said, coming to stand beside him. “They asked me to write them a code,” he added. “Not a rulebook. Just a promise.” Serena tilted her head. “What did you write?” He handed her the paper. “We do not burn to destroy. We burn to remember. And where there is memory—there is light.” She read it once. Twice. Then folded it and tucked it against her chest. “It’s perfect.” A Dream of Fire

“I promised I wouldn’t let you go. And I don’t break promises.” She gritted her teeth, summoning the core of her flame. It rose from her belly, her bones, her soul, a fire pure and golden, fed by rage, by grief, by love. She pressed her lips to his, forcing the fire down his throat, into his lungs, into his dead heart. The abyss howled. Shadows surged, creatures crawling closer, shrieking as her light cut them. The ground beneath them pulsed like a living thing, veins of black fire spiderwebbing outward.

Unexpectedly a blazing fire can be seen everywhere, engulfing them all, like a bomb it exploded with the sound of a gigantic explosion. Nathan watched in awe and amazed by the beauty of it, its warming glow, smoldering, fire licked the bottom of the trees, leaves, and even in the ground. It showers of sparks like a fountain, plumes of black-grey mist, wound itself around them like a great hungry serpent, devoured everything in its path, choking clouds of noxious smoke, an inferno, blazing, out of control, and yet nobody moves, nobody's hurt, or screaming in pain. Instead, it gives them a feeling of harmony, like a gentle lullaby. Warming them, but not burning. The fire from Catherine wasn't

Nothing. The blue fire was so hot it was cracking the stones beneath her feet. The toxic silver dust in the air made her inner wolf whimper, but Faith refused to back away. She stared at the center of the destruction, where the main server room used to be. It was completely leveled. There was no way a human or a normal shifter could survive that blast, let alone the chemical furnace that followed. “No,” Faith whispered, tears streaming down her soot-stained cheeks, leaving clean tracks on her pale skin. “No, you promised me. You promised you would come back.”

brushing him off Negro pov Patrick thought I was helping him but am doing the opposite, am one of the white wolf protectors, I knew he will be after her that was why I told him I was going to help him gets to her, I have let him invade her dreams to warned her about the red eyes alpha that wanted her.

I couldn’t see, the pain was too great, the burning flames inside my body flaring with each snap. I wanted to scream but my throat was closed, burning with a strange thirst. All I could so was lay there and pray it was over. Slowly the sounds of the world came back to me, I looked to see Ellen’s single blue eye wide in disbelief and a hint of excitement, Dimitri next to her beaming at me. Before I could try and speak, to try and ask what was happening to me the fire exploded again. I felt each bone snap back into place, the burning in my throat intensifying as if I had drunk a chemical mixture. Then my eyes burned, I closed them shut tightly and still was greeted by blinding white light. My

“But fire is fun.” I yank on his hand gently to make sure I have his attention. “No. Fire is dangerous. Fire hurts people. It can burn you and melt your skin right off like butter. Do you understand?” He nods, but I see a flare of defiance in there. It makes me sigh. This will not be his last fire. Not by a long shot. “If you want to play with fire, you have to wait and only do it with me or Dad, okay? Promise me.”

she murmured, “it’s not just fire… it’s hope. And tomorrow, we build from that hope. Together.” Carson framed her face with his hands, thumbs tracing gentle lines along her cheekbones. “Together,” he echoed, voice husky. “No shadows, no chains, no lies. Only us and the future we choose to create.” Outside, the city awakened. Sunlight streamed across the streets, glinting off glass and steel. The storms had passed, but the embers remained a quiet, burning reminder that even after fire, life, love, and renewal endure.

And somehow, that promise doesn’t scare me. The world should fear Damian Bernardi. But me? I never have. Because I know, I’m the only thing he will never destroy. End of Unspoken Promises…. Please let me know what you think….. Book Two - Unspoken Truths - Coming Soon

he said quietly, "I am rebuilding this theater, brick by brick if I have to, and I am not asking your permission because I know you will refuse the money out of pride. This is not charity. This is a promise I am making to you, and to your mother, whether you accept it gracefully or fight me on it the entire way." "I will fight you on it," I said, half laughing through my tears despite everything, "but I will let you win this time." He kissed my forehead, lingering there a moment longer than the gesture strictly required, and something in the tenderness of it steadied me more than any promise of rebuilding ever could. For one small, fragile moment, surrounded by ash and exhausted firefighters