Burn For Me Novels & Stories

A beat dropped through the speakers, and before I could run or throw myself out the window again, Kai grabbed the remote mic and started belting: "You are… my fire..." His voice cracked. Horribly. I burst out laughing so hard I nearly fell off the couch. “Oh my God, stop! You sound like a dying goat.” He pointed the mic at me. “Join me or suffer eternal shame.” “Im already suffering eternal shame!” But I was laughing too hard to say no. So I grabbed another remote from the coffee table and stood up dramatically. "Tell me why" I screeched, totally off-key.

I just need to keep feeding the fire. Until it burns him blind.

I know I'm playing with fire, but for some reason, something in me-something reckless, and aching-wants to see him aching, to see him burn. Fuck.

The burning consumes me, the edges of my vision going black. 'Xavi-'

But I keep within me that cold lucidity: fire can warm, but it can also destroy. And it's that burn, the pain and passion mingled, that I accept, still and always.

The man who loves me enough to burn the world to keep me. We step into the light. Ready.

"I...will...Burn you! Alive!" He looked at me. He seemed entertained by my facade. "Prove it then." Double shit, "Come near me and maybe you'll find out." I felt around my jumper pockets. Please let it still be there. I felt around and immedtiatly felt the stinging burn from it. I had a rare herb in my pocket. It burns you at the contact of skin. It's called the firecracker. It literally was like fire, but in herb form. It can burn the skin easily.

In fire. The question isn’t whether I’ll burn. It’s whether I can make sure he burns first.

Watching my whole world burn. Again.

And there would be no coming back for her after that. She wasn’t built for monsters like me. So she have to walk away. Sooner or later, she would. She have to. Because if she didn’t… I would drag her into my darkness myself. And the fire between us would burn her alive.