Burn Book Idea Novels & Stories

“Please- don’t… please, give it back.” But Coral just smiled and rolled her eyes before she walked away from me. With one flick of her wrist, she created fire on the floor and threw the book into it. The flames erupted and swallowed the book- the last hope that we had- burning it away. I watched in helplessly and in horror as the last pages of the book was burned and turned into ashes. The fire devoured every secret, help or solution we had to deafening Coral and getting Valerie back, now we really had no way to destroying the witches.

So he asked Chastine to look out for the setup, while he asked Juste that they have a one on one talk in somewhere more private, out of Chastine’s earshot: on the balcony outside next to the laboratory, facing a great view of the mountains. “Do tell me, Juste.” was Maxill’s opening remark to break Juste’s cold and distant mood. Juste was finding it so hard to come up with the words to describe what happened. But he still managed to explain to Maxill about their predicament. The sinewy fellhound heaved out a heavy sigh, looked towards the horizon, and said, “…book was burned… Everything was burned… Scion did it.” “You mean every bush?!” “…he seems to know what was inside the book, every detai

Her sister had perfectly captured his essence down to his arrogant smirk. Cara snatched the tab from Hana before she could hug it to her chest. “I guess it doesn’t matter anymore, Hana, since you’re not going ahead with the book.” “Wait. Who said that?” Hana yelled. She wanted this. She might not make any sales, but she would happily release a book. “We could use it. It will be made into a series.” Her biggest supporter frowned. “Maybe.” “A stolen kiss series,” she continued. Cara let her have the tab again. Maybe it was the source of her bravery because more ideas flowed. “Book one can be a dragon’s kiss.”

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.

He was the one who came up with the idea and proposal to turn their backs on Ryan Song, and he would keep Ryan away and would keep them safe from him and his men. Guys, it takes a lot of effort and time to think, write, and then create a wonderful story for you all. So, please do comment and let me know if you are all liking my chapters and my book so far or not. If you guys ever find it boring or something at any point, then just let me know! I am here to add a lot of spices to make it spicy and catchy for you all! So, Don't forget to leave a comment and also do a review of my book as well!

I have an upcoming exam and I have to prepare for it. I love this book and I have great ideas for it, but with my current burnout I'm afraid that I'll ruin it. I already feel it's not flowing like it was supposed to. It won't be fair to you or the book not to give it my all or just write for the sake of writing. Please understand that I'm not abandoning or giving up on the book, I just need a bit of time to sort out my head before I can go back to writing. You deserve an awesome story and I would be disappointed in myself if I didn't give you that.

Wren’s POV My brain was short circuiting every five minutes. I was sitting cross-legged on my bed, textbook open in front of me, staring at the same paragraph for what had to be the fifteenth time. I hadn’t read a single word. Not one. Because all I could think about was— His hand in mine. His mouth on mine. The way he said you’re mine like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “God,” I groaned, dropping my head into my hands. “Get it together, Sinclair.”

I took my book and I lit my index finger with fire and tried burning the book. "They got us there". Zale said and sighed getting his own book and tried to toss it in the ocean. I stopped my fire and stopped him. "Well, as we are back to square one, let's just try to gather information from the northern part," I said and smiled at him. I put my book inside my bag again. It was pointless anyway, to burn the book. It is the book of origin, a book written by the Gods, it is protected from being harmed by anything, by anyone.

Hello 🤗 I'm truly sorry for the recent inconsistency. I've been experiencing significant creative burnout and fatigue lately, which has made it challenging to update. I'm working on getting my creative energy back, and I appreciate your patience. This book will be completed soon, so please know it won't be abandoned. Thank you for your understanding! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

“You don't have to do this. She wrinkled her nose and gave him a sad smile. “I had already read the book, a year ago, maybe a little longer, and I wanted to give it another chance. I admit that when you read that passage, you hooked me. I don't think there's anything wrong with a little pure entertainment every now and then... "And why did you choose that over Wild Fire?" “I wanted to start at the beginning. She reached under the table for a bookstore bag, pulled it out, and opened it.