Burn Before Reading Novels & Stories

Because some lines, once crossed, could never be erased. And some fires, once lit, could never be extinguished. And tonight… I could feel it starting. The breaking point. The spark. The line on fire. Tomorrow, we would see who burned. And who survived

Pick up a book and read. I might understand what Adriana sees in them so much. She loses herself completely when she is reading. Just as I touched the back of the book, I felt something hot sting my palm. It burned and that shocked me into moving back. I looked down at my fingers, seeing the reddening skin before it fully heals. That is weird. It makes me want to see more of the book and I pick it up again. This time, I was ready for the pain that I didn’t even blink when it started burning.

He’s feeding it into the fire. Page by page and watching each sheet curl and blacken. The flames dance across his face, highlighting the sharp lines of his jaw, the shadows under his eyes. He doesn’t look up. But he knows I’m here He feeds another page in. The fire flares, eating the words we signed. The words that said “one year.” The words that said “no emotional attachment.” The words that said “dissolution upon completion.” I stand there, hand on the doorframe, breath caught in my throat.

Raven took one, struck it, and stared at the flame. It felt symbolic. It felt final. She touched the flame to the ledger, and it curled inward immediately. Fire licked up the edge of the page, consuming names and numbers and signatures. Jaxon stood beside her, watching the fire devour the past. "One page won’t save us," he said. "But it’s a start." Raven nodded. "We’ll build the rest together." The flames crackled louder. The smoke rose, curling in the air like the last of their denials. They said nothing more as the book burned, and the room filled with the scent of scorched truth.

she said firmly, her voice taking a chastising tone. "No, this is exactly the time," I interjected stubbornly. "I saw fire today. Once you light a fire, it has to burn and it doesn't care if this is the time or place. Fire either burns brightly or it fizzles into nothingness and smoke. Without the fire, there is no light. So, are you two burning or fizzling?" I demanded. I wanted an answer. Andrew looked at me, and I shrugged. I might be confused from the drugs, but it had sounded poetic in my head.

Set Fire and Burn Trigger Warnings: Abduction, Violence, Murder/Assassination, Strong Language, Sex, Death, Substance Abuse, Dismemberment, Blood/Gore, Mutilation of Corpse, Sexual Assault, Crude Language, Immolation, Imprisonment, Voyeurism, Illegal Activities, Bondage, Prejudice, and Miscarriage. Not all family is blood, some family is found. Wounds take time to heal. Now shut up, sit down, and read this book like a good little mortal.

--- Burning Empire Chapter 1 Matteo’s heart hammered like a drum as he slipped through the crowded streets, clutching the small leather pouch tight beneath his coat. The city buzzed all around him — neon signs flickering, voices shouting, music pounding from nearby bars. But Matteo barely heard it. All he could focus on was the pounding in his chest and the sharp, cold weight in his pocket. This was it. His first real score.

END OF FLASHBACK Mrs Young, with the great eagle she had never gave up easily. The thought of Taylor disobeying her wishes made her even more furious. She gave out a heavily sigh, and walked into her two sons company, lost in her thoughts thinking of ways not to lose such influential business partners, It was almost like gambling with her life when ever she meant business.

"Brin, you know I love you; you're my best friend. And normally, I'd heed all the warnings and words of wisdom you chose to bestow on me, but I can't this time. Mom's already moved on. I haven't. I need this. " Brin smiles, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes. She's worried about me, and I can't blame her. Since the night before graduation, I've been doing reckless things; it was also the same night the incident occurred. But I needed to feel alive. I needed to live. Life is so frail; your string could be cut at any moment. I don't want to meet my maker with any regrets. The day I take my last breath, I want to know that I have lived my life.

They immediately started to search around but Josh knew it was almost futile without a clue word to help them. “How many minutes do we have left?.” Josh asked. “Nine.. jeez!. Eight now!” Lola said with hands shaking. “Guide?. We would like to use a clue now.” Josh immediately spoke out and the girls listened anxiously. “First shelf, find the book with an upside-down cross on the cover.” The guide instructed. The three immediately rushed to the first shelf and gathered all the books on it to the floor. There were about six books with upside-down crosses on their covers and they all started to get scared.