Burn Novels & Stories

I’m done. K: WHAT DO YOU MEAN, B? TELL ME WHAT’S GOING ON! What are they doing??! B: Umm... playing. Playing? What kind of game is this? My pulse quickens. K: Playing??? B: With fire... Oh. Hell. No. Not on my watch! That leech Ruby is about to get burned. . . . [RUBY]

Now I saw him a little worried, but it was not fear that I read into his eyes, it was more despair that I was hurt and if something happened; I remained exposed because of my wound. Finally, he lit the fire. The wood crackled almost melodiously, and the heat slowly engulfed the entire room. My bones were warming, but it was hurting. “I know it can hurt a little bit, but try to hang in there. You were so lucky the bone was not broken, but only dislocated. In an hour or so you will feel better. "

I could see his ice cold blue eyes staring back at me and I shivered. The silence on the line was deafening but I couldn't answer him. Why was he calling me after all of this time? I heard him sigh as I could tell he was growing impatient with me. "Alexa, it's rude to not respond to a question. I know we haven't spoken in a while but the least you could do is answer me." Bryce was never one for patience. He demanded action and respect, and never hesitated to call you out if you didn't show it to him. My heart was racing so fast in my chest I could barely breathe. It felt as if the walls were starting to close in on me, sufficating me. I closed my eyes and silently counted to ten.

She walked over to her bathroom and brushed her teeth and hair before putting lotion on her body and heading downstairs for breakfast. She cooks a hungover breakfast for herself and Dennis. When she finished cooking the soup, Dennis comes over to the kitchen. "Hey, Dennis I cooked us a soup." Shana gave a bowl of hot soup to Dennis but unexpectedly, Dennis pushed the bowl away and the hot soup spilled and spilled onto Shana's hand causing her hand to burn. "What is with you? If you don't like it, just put it there" Shana was angry. "Ok, slut" he replied

Looking down at myself I can see my right side is burnt. "Flash burn," my wolf whined. I lifted the debris off my child and panicked because he wasn't responding to me. I moved a piece of sheet rock and screamed seeing Bjorn's eyes open and not focusing. The light was gone. I could hear Sagon, Brian, and the others shouting and moving closer.

Iris stated, quietly. "He's probably just mad about me running" Mom snapped. "WHO IS HE? I'LL KILL HIM!" Skol continued. "Fuck!" Mom swore as she walked out the front door. We followed her, knowing that they wouldn't be able to enter the gate, not with the wolfsbane and wards protecting us. Griffin stared at me as we walked out. Skol was sitting with his head in his hands on the curb. "Calm down, Skol. I didn't know." Mom replied without looking at him.

He awkwardly smiled at the man, "Um...Hi, do you have alcohol?" "Huh? Coal? Why do you need coal, young man?" Neal waved his hand, "No..no, not coal. Alcohol, or Bandage?" "Huh? Bondage?" The man's face etched into confusion. Neal rolled his eyes. Is he deaf or something? "BANDAGE. DO YOU HAVE ANY MEDICAL KIT?" Neal yelled, a little frustrated now. "What's going on here?" Kaiden came to the kitchen. He was surprised to see Neal downstairs. He looked at blood on his finger.

She looks at me with tears in her eyes and asks, "Jesus Elliott, what happened?" "She was giving me a tour of the department when some asshole tried to grab me. He was fired, Elliott the week to cool off and he pissed his pants as she stared him down," Sarah says trying to keep a straight face. "She clenched her hands tight to keep from hitting him and her nails dug into her skin."

The wind cools his hot tears and people looks at him as he trembles. He sets on the back row of the bus, he cries his eyes out like a baby, people were looking at him but didn't do a thing, they didn't ask him if he's okay or not, they didn't approach him. " what the hell is wrong with that kid!?" some dudes ask and laugh. He needs to die. He sees it. The Golden Gate Bridge. He walks up to the bus driver, hoping that he would see his pain. He looks at him and says, " Come on, kid, get off the bus. I got to go, "

Ian was fuming inside because Kimberly wasn’t giving him an reasonable explanation as to why she can’t go camping, she rather chose to ignore him, which killed him even more. “Can you give me one good reason why you’re ignoring this conversation?” he suddenly asked with clenched teeth, hoping she’d enlighten him more on why she was against the trip. But didn’t get a response from Kimberly, who instead of answering his question, totally ignored it. That was it! He can’t tolerate her acting like he didn’t exist. Storming to her, he grabbed her by the arm, making her yelp in pain. “Answer me God damnit!” he fumed.