A Promise Of Fire Series Novels & Stories

Kingston yelled and immediately a flaming fire fell on her b©dy She screamed and fell on the ground trying to get free from the fire but the fire only increased Kingston wasn’t satisfied,,he stood up and walked toward her but a for-ce stopped him all of a sudden that he couldn’t move. The fire on Moon’s b©dy went down also,,but she fainted right on the sp-ot The three deities appeared “You can’t hurt your mate” The first one said “She’s not my mate!!” Kingston yelled but it wasn’t him,,it’s his demon Botis who alre-ady took over completely

The logic told hades that maybe because Alex never had a family this mere light of a family had given him audacity and hope. Hades doesn’t do promises. Except for a few people. Alex wanted a way into that selected criterion. Alex’s eyes despite the tears held that determination that screamed that it was not a favor. It is what Hades expected to do. “Promise me please” Alex insisted again. “I will find him, and what I will do to him won't leave him with the breath to tell the story to anyone else. It’s a promise” Suddenly Alex lurched forward and hugged his brother for dear life. “Efcharistó aderfé” (Thank you brother)

For a moment, nothing happened. But then, like the splitting of atoms, the intense energy held within released its horrifying destruction. Not even Oliver could have imagined the power which had just been allowed to run free. It was like a miniature nuclear explosion, the way wave after wave of pressure and fire swept through the buildings. At each contact, paper and wood were shredded to the point of atoms and the granite which had stood for centuries, shattered into insignificant shards, and swept up into the growing tide. The dark night was broken with exploding, brilliant light and the previously cold, crisp air was now a fiery hot, blazing furnace. Every bit of matter was consumed and d

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps behind her broke her reverie. She instinctively raised her head and saw him—Dominic. He stood tall, dressed impeccably in his pilot uniform, his figure striking against the muted backdrop. He had just returned from a flight. Seeing her by the fire, his lips curved in the faintest smile. "What are you burning?" he asked, his voice calm yet curious. He bent down, picked up a half-burned pink letter, and raised an eyebrow. "Love letters? You wrote love letters? Who were they for?"

Bryan did not even hesitate to open Shiro's door and make sure Celine was wearing the seat belt as well as some advice to be careful while traveling. “Don't ignore what I said earlier, Princess,” Bryan said before Celine closed the door. “I remember.” Celine glared in displeasure because she thought Bryan was slowing down what she wanted to do. “I guess what I said earlier bothered you.” Celine growled under her breath. “Can you make me a promise? Let me know when you arrive at your destination. Wherever that may be.” “I don't need to give you such a ridiculous promise,” Celine snapped with an increasingly displeased gaze directed at Bryan. “You may return to the study. You seem to have more

God Trust is a big word "I wouldn't even have thought about it if I didn't think you have full potential to do this but do you think you can do it ? "I eyed her as she frantically nodded her head ,the corner of her lip tugged between her white teeth "Yes ,I can do it "She grinned widely"Thank you for giving me this opportunity ,I promise I won't let you down "

The low hum of a group organized. We found them. Not all of them. Not yet. But enough to see a pattern. A fire burned in the circle. A robed figure spoke in a voice like gravel. The rogues listened. They obeyed. I signaled back. We had what we needed. We had knowledge. We also had a risk. Before I could make the call, a twig cracked beneath my boot. One of the rogues looked up. His head turned my way like a tide noticing the moon. He howled. The circle rose.

“But she had me put my hand in her fire and it didn’t burn me at all. I can’t believe it. When Kenna was blasting her fire everywhere, it was so hot. But now ...” “Kenna’s fire is hotter than mine, especially when you add the full force of her emotions behind it,” Ember says to him. When she pulls her hand out of his, Killian looks like he wants to pull it back, but he doesn’t, once again giving her the space she needs. “But you’re right. You are immune to a fire dragon’s fire now.”

“And firing her? Are you insane? We hate her, sure, but she’s brilliant. She made Holt Industries millions. And now she’s working for the Kanes? Dating Wesley Kane? You better fix it. Get her back, whether you’re screwing her or not.” I laughed, a bitter sound, shaking my head as I swirled the whiskey. They didn’t get it. To them, Lila was just a pawn, a brain for profit. They didn’t see the pull she had, the fire under her skin, the way she begged for me without even realizing. And if they ever knew who she really was? They would never want that baby either. They would make sure she disappeared before she could tie me down with what they’d call “bad blood.”

Serena’s hands lifted instinctively, the flames answering her unspoken command. It started small—a flicker, a spark in the underbrush near the nearest scout. Panic sparked in his eyes as the fire licked toward him, hungry, alive. Another step, and a second burst ignited, precise, deliberate, a warning turned weapon. Serena realized with a cold, sharp thrill: she was no longer prey. She was predator. The moment came suddenly—a scout lunged, and instinct overtook thought. Her hands exploded with controlled fire, a wave that threw him backward, screaming. The others tried to respond, but panic shattered their formation.