Audio Book Catching Fire Novels & Stories

Austin and I hadn't talked for days. I hurriedly made my way to the wooden hut. As soon as I opened the door, the familiar figure I'd been yearning for days appeared before me. I heard a loud thump of my heart banging against my ribcage. "I want to claim my prize." Then, Austin closed the distance between us with just one long stride. He held my head in his hands and kissed me deeply. His kisses were hot and passionate. He was as hungry as a wolf that had been starving for days. His eyes were like a whirlpool oozing with honey as they drew me into the vortex.

I started coughing, the food I was eating get stuck in my throat, he quickly passed me the water which I drank everything "do you want to kill me, why will you say such a thing" "cause you said and I quote, this morning isn't the best time to touch you" if he did not stop talking, am going to damp in my panties "Jasper" I did not even know if I want him to stop or continue. he pushed the food away from my front "what wrong with your hormones, you seem horny"

Cassian POV The firefighters were able to put out the fire in the library before it burned down the entire building, but between the flames, the smoke, and the water used to put it out, we lost three-quarters of the books. The head librarian, Marianne, was barely able to hold back her tears at the town meeting when we heard the reports. “We weren’t able to find any source for the fire,” our Fire Chief, Taylor, finished, folding his arms. “No accelerants were found, but the way it spread couldn’t have been natural, either.”

“The fire was strange. Unnatural. Like the one you described… the one from when you lost your baby.” The word lost made my chest clench. I gripped the edge of a table so hard a paint jar rolled. It was happening again. Fire. Witch fire. Someone was tying threads together—threads I didn’t have time to unravel. “I need to see it,” I said. “Laila… you’re running out of time.” His eyes lowered to my cheek. “Your face—” “I know!” My voice cracked. “I know, Alex. But I have to drop the book before it consumes me. If I don’t… I die.”

I’m standing outside a burning building, the flames roaring higher, hotter, as smoke curls into the black sky. “Help us!” voices cry out, but my legs refuse to move. I’m frozen, helpless, watching the fire consume everything. And then I hear it: his laughter. Antonio. The flames leap toward me, and I feel their scorching heat against my skin. I scream, clawing at the fire, but it’s no use. The pain is searing, unbearable, and I’m trapped.

the man avoided his angry gaze, he was looking at his feet, thinking about what'll possible happen to him the moment he got fired. "You didn't even look for her?" He dialed something on his phone while interrogating his men. "We did, but we can't find her, maybe her friend knew where she is" "Call Lizzy now!" His loud voice conveyed fear to them that made them moved faster to do what he ordered. "Her it is, sir" he gave the phone to Hadlee's dad. "Hello Tito" "Lizzy are you with my daughter?" The phone was on loudspeaker so anyone can hear it, one of his men are holding it for him.

I bet you my life that prince Cornelius can't handle me. He grabs my handcuffs and begins to drag me up the stairs as Vincent follows with Tommy, not taking his eyes off Jason until the trap door is shut. They push the front desk over the trap door, like the sick people they are, ensuring that Jason has no way of following us any time soon. "So this was your dumbass plan, it's never gonna work you know.'' As they lead us down the dark alleyway in the direction of the pub. " is that so honey, as I recall it you're the one in handcuffs and don't even bother with your powers, the handcuffs cut off your energy so they won't work." I try just for good measure but the handcuffs don't allow any fir

Will was looking at her with the same worry Eliza used to look at her with once. Suddenly the ring of fire around her disappeared and she stood up, abruptly. Nicholas' witch turned to the Hart girl with confusion and fear, written all over her face. The thousands of years old vampire turned to his witch, expecting an explanation but she only managed to shake her head. Ruby screamed out once again, setting the whole forest on fire. Her eyes examined the place as something turned off in her mind and she realized that she was surrounded with fire and had no idea what to do. Nicholas' witch was muttering spells under her breath trying to stop Ruby from whatever it was she was doing but that just

The air was filled with a cacophony – the roar of the fire, the hiss of water on flame, the crackle of radios, the wail of sirens, and beneath it all, a chilling undercurrent of human sound: shouting, crying, the sharp, pained cries of children. John navigated the SUV through the chaos with ruthless precision, pulling up as close as possible behind a command vehicle. The moment the doors unlocked, Damien was out, shouting orders to a harried-looking fire chief who recognized him. I scrambled out after him, ignoring John’s outstretched hand, my legs trembling but holding. The heat from the fire hit me like a physical wall, even from a distance. The smoke stung my eyes and clawed at my throat.

I growled. I watched the Zippo flame catch the oil-soaked document. The paper shrivelled and flared, casting dancing, terrifying shadows across the stone walls. The fire grew instantly, licking up the dry documents on the shelf. The smoke was acrid and thick. The fire alarm, though disabled, was irrelevant. The danger was real. “Damian!” I screamed, knowing he couldn’t hear me, but needing to shout the desperation anyway. “I’ve started a fire! I’m burning the archives! GET US OUT!”