Book Home Fire Novels & Stories

Chapter 23: A Similar Looking Notebook FIRE! A house in the Terra Tribe is currently on a blazing fire! Because of the extreme heat of the fire, the people who lived nearby were forced to wake up when the smoke reached their homes—suffocating them. So, they all went out of their houses to check the situation. People who approached slightly were startled by the color of the fire as it is black. However, they were more surprised when they realized whose house is currently being burned! The house that the strangers took!

And the fire was caused by the homeowners themselves. It was truly unbelievable. After the firefighters left, Harriet threw herself into Delbert's arms. "Delbert, it was so scary. I thought our home was going to be lost!" She sobbed with tears streaming down her face blackened with soot. "Am I useless?" "Don't cry, darling. It was just a momentary slip, and besides, I was there with you." Delbert consoled her gently, glancing at his now unrecognizably burnt billion-dollar-worth villa.

When you stay alone for as long as I did, what better way is there to spend part of your time so you won't feel alone? I clear my throat. "What is the book about?" I say, pointing to his hands. "It's about a man who has to decide between saving his wife or his newborn son in a fire outbreak." I wince. That sounds harsh. Only if I understood French. I ran my hands over the front cover, mulling over what I was about to say next. "Can I ask you a question?" "Isn't that what you've been doing since we got to France?" "I meant something personal this time."

Fuck! Misha is standing with a man who looks to be in his fifties, waving his arms frantically as he watches his livelihood go up in flames. I approach them, my eyes fixed on the inferno before us. The heat from the flames is intense, and the smell of smoke and burning wood fills my nostrils. The storefront’s big sign, advertising an Adult Book store, is now charred and crumbling. The fire department has already arrived and is hosing down the blaze, but it looks like a lost cause. “What’s going on?” I shout at Misha, my voice elevated to overcome the deafening roar of the fire.

I knew ‘the something’ that came up has something to do with the family business. “Hey Henshel,” I said, a little surprised to see him coming out of our house. “Ava,” he nodded, walking away. I watched him go, crunching up my nose at the burnt smell I perceived. I hurried into the compound. Someone started a deliberate fire, and I was about to ignore it when something caught my eye. There’s no way that could be my sketch book, I thought. However, my worst fear was confirmed when other servants emerged, carrying my box of new materials and dumping them in the fire.

There was a slight hesitation in me, but despite that, I exhaled and touched the book. A gust of fire gushed out of the book. I backed off the side and covered myself with my arms. I had thought that it would burn me – taking a peek at the two women who were with me, they were back away from the fire, Leah patted the small flame that got on her pants, Lyv helping her put it out.

What if it was true and not just some wild thought “Then I’ll pick you up jeez, you won’t even waste your car’s fuel” Rumors have it that if your blood is mutated, you get killed at night and your body is never found. I jumped up in fright after reading that, what if I’m mutated and I get killed “I’m having none of this” I whispered “Dude really?” I heard Sebastian grumble. I then remembered that I was speaking to someone on the phone “Uhm, you were saying?” I asked in an apologetic tone

Never-the-less, Oliver took a deep, steadying breath and imag- ined exactly what he wanted the flames to do. For him, in this moment, time seemed to slow infinitesimally as the fire began to build and grow to encompass his body completely. With a strength of will, he pushed them from his skin and the flames swirled around him as if they intended to create a wall of destruction about their master. The raging fires convulsed and grew, sucking in the flames from the dorms through broken windows like a monster devouring its prey. Faster and faster, the wall of fire swirled and built until finally

I was late morning when Tristan entered the room pulling my head of the book, I looked at him in slight amazement. “We have the conference call in twenty minutes.” He greeted stepping into the room as I looked up. “What?” He asked and I held up the book. “Tristan, this book.” I stated not really knowing how to explain it. “It’s a novel, just a story that I found in the library, but it’s based on a family of werewolves, the two daughters, twins, were born with a special gift, they could produce fire and ice.” I uttered and watched as his brows rose. “They later became joint alphas of the their pack. Do you think this could be the story of the alpha twins that we were looking for?”

Rose POV I walked into the dining room very moody, maybe my period was coming, that thing come without any notice but then I noticed my mark is burning, I kept rubbing it to get the burns away but it was getting worst and driving me crazy "are you okay" my mother asked me with concerned look on her face "I don't know, my mark is burning and my wolf is not okay" the pain is getting worse and my wolf is weeping in my head "her mate is trying mark someone else, his mark on hers is responding to it" my father who was just coming out said seeing me and rushing t my side to support me