Burn It Down Novels & Stories

About doom and consequences and the world burning. Let it burn.

“You’re playing with fire.” “Burn me.”

Dante said. "That's what I think too," Elian said. "He's draining the organization. Slowly. Below the detection threshold of anyone not looking for it specifically." He looked at Dante. "He's going to burn The Meridian down himself. After he's gotten everything he can out of it." "Which means," Dante said slowly, "he doesn't need it to survive. He just needs everyone who knows enough to compromise him to be gone first." "The loose ends," Elian said. "What Selene said. Multiple loose ends."

“Light it up. Explode the whole building. Let everything burn. Leave nothing but flames and make sure he doesn’t make it out alive .” I hung up. Stefan Lombardi was about to learn what it really meant to play with fire.

I am steady enough to burn and still build. Let them throw labels. I’ll throw flame.

This time she would let them all BURN. A/N: Say that burn with style. Ha-Ha-Ha (laughing like an evil scientist)

Every word, every signature, every receipt—they burned. “I burn it all.”

“But let’s see how long this one lasts before I burn it down too.” ***

“How can you make up something like that? There’s no way I’ll let you use me as a foundation pillar!” Even Janine froze, her brows knitting tightly. “Is there truly no other solution?” Mark let out a hypocritical sigh. “I don’t want to do this either. But it’s the only way.” “We don’t actually have to drive him into the ground like a real piling. All we need to do is just seal his lower body in cement for half a day. That’ll give me the other half of the day to finish rebuilding the refrigerated warehouse.” I wouldn’t last two hours in this temperature. The memory of being scorched alive under the blazing sun in my previous life came back to me. The pain, the suffocation, and the smell of bu

Panic burned hotter than any flame. And then, just as she lowered it…