Alexa Bliss Firefly Funhouse Novels & Stories

“Damon, I’m hoping this is just from the alcohol but please tell me that isn’t a fire I’m seeing sitting on our windowsill…” Damon looked up at where Alessia was pointing and felt his jaw drop in shock. Without a moment to lose, Alessia and Damon sprinted to their building, leaping up the stairs and crashing the door open to find their house in complete chaos. Billy was trembling up on top of Damon bookshelf, hissing and spitting at several onyx bats that swooped by him. Spaghetti Carbonara – or what looked like it – was coating the walls and floors. The rest of the floor was covered in a thick muddy marsh, complete with a stinking bog and a bubbling pit of lava. Max and Sam cowered together

I grab a blanket to cover my sister and make my way to the door. I try to navigate through the burning house, the smoke is getting worse, and Maddox is struggling to keep my lungs clear. I am at the stairs now, they creak under our weight and as I take a few steps I realise they are not going to hold up. I rush down and barely make the last few steps when the entire thing collapses. The living room is ablaze, and the flames are impossible to dodge, I can feel my flesh burning, as I try to shield Sloane from the flame. White hot sheering pain goes through my body, but I keep heading for the door. Just because wolves can heal quickly doesn’t mean they don’t feel pain.

ALEXANDER quickly and carefully pushed me down the floor and shielded me with his body. His eyes were alert as he checked on the guests. The explosion went on for a couple of minutes that I felt like my ears would burst from the sound. After a while, we saw hundreds of fireflies. They shone so brightly and they seemed to surround the entire villa. Right there and then, the broken windows, crystal chandeliers, and furniture had been fixed all at once as if nothing happened. Alexander rose and reached out his hand to help me stand. The explosion was still ongoing outside but mana had kept us safe and sound.

, She mumble "What did you just say to me?!!", Anthony boomed in fury. How dare she bring his sister into thi She opened her mouth to give him a reply, but she exited her mouth her mouth was not what she was expectin As she opened her to reply him, she felt funny, and suddenly, a surge of fluid emitted from her system like larva leaving a volcano, and she threw up on Anthony. Before long, Anthony was completely drenched in vomit

“My goodness. The address is Riverside Residences Area 6. It’s no wonder why the man wants to be a sugar baby.” “When can I be rich enough to take such a handsome man as my sugar baby?” “In your dreams.” … The three of them went downstairs. With just one look from Dimas, Rio quickly went over to him. “Mr. Martinez, I just got a call. Firefly escaped from its stable again. Seriously, it’s useless in everything else except running away.” Firefly was a horse that was worth more than one hundred million dollars, and it was the smartest menace in the stable. No one could ever tame it.

Nanny Mama Hazel, observing Theo's attempts with a smile, suggested, "Theo, perhaps you should try a different approach. Instead of chasing them, try to observe them, to appreciate their beauty and their dance. Imagine you are one of them, flying through the night, your light a beacon in the darkness." Theo paused, his net drooping, and considered Nanny Mama Hazel's words. He had been so focused on catching the fireflies that he had forgotten to simply enjoy their presence. He lowered his net and sat down on the grass, watching as the fireflies danced around him, their lights a mesmerizing spectacle.

“And now you can watch your children burn to ashes,” Lennox says coldly. “Oh my God,” Hazel bursts out, shocked. The flamethrowers ignite—whoosh!—twin pillars of fire, blasting at the children. Screams blast through the speakers. both the children and Mrs. Huxley’s. Hazel shuts her eyes tightly as her head drops down. She desperately wishes she could cover her ears, but her hands are tied up. It goes on for minutes. The screaming. The begging. The sound of flames. Until all that remains is Mrs. Huxley’s broken sobbing.

The words jumped off the screen as she read the reply quietly: “Dear Miss Taylor, Good morning! We believe you are an excellent fit for the job. Please join us for a personal interview at the Fidelis Crystal Corporation and let the front office know you have an appointment with Brown James. We look forward to seeing you at 10:00 AM. Sincerely, Brown James, Executive Assistant to the CEO, Fidelis Crystal Corporation.” Her eyes widened, disbelief flooding over her. “Fidelis Crystal Corporation?” she murmured to herself, her voice barely audible. Vera dug through her bag to locate the flyer that had initially drawn her attention. “I am applying to Fidelis Crystal Corporation?” She could hardly

The Fiercely fire fox emerged from Mysterious body in Full force, Flames charged at the first Alamala slamming the Alamala hard on the ground. Flames used his long tail to hit the fast approaching Alamala backwards sending it crashing hard on the ground, Evading the black plasma beams from the eyes of the Alamalas, Flames Slashed the two Alamalas down with his flaming claws which caused the Alamalas to scream in pains. " Remaining two to go and it is over " Flames whispered.. He Teleported himself to the back of the already charged Alamala slamming the Alamala hard on the ground, Flames trampled on the skull crushing the Alamala's skull ruthlessly.

“you had better not flatter yourself nor get ahead of yourself either. You won’t even be able to control yourself much more control any darn thing. And most especially not him, nobody controls Salvatore.” He didn’t like women with opinions. He liked silence. He liked obedience. He liked brainless porcelain. And Sapphire? Sapphire was fire. Sharp. Reckless. The kind of woman who’d slit your throat mid-kiss. She lowered her eyes. Played with the oversized rock on her finger like she needed something to do with her hands. The ring didn’t suit her. None of this did. She looked like a doll in the wrong box. A queen trapped in a cheap glass castle. And I really wish that she knew it.