Burned One Winx Novels & Stories

My mom is beautiful and I hope that the goddess gives her a second chance, and I pray she takes it. ________ We burned the rogue's bodies that day but waited for Connor and Landon to get here when we burned Angel’s body. Well, pieces of it. Axel, Jerry, Connor, my Mom, Ivan, and I each got a piece of him and threw it in the fire. I know it sounds dark, but in the werewolf world, this is how it is. It’s animalistic, dark, and bloody as hell. ‘Freddie Kruger, eat your heart out.’ Zoe laughed.

They were going upstairs but… “It won’t work because Ethan has hacked every system in this mansion…” Winnie screamed out from downstairs. Without thinking twice Cassius took his gun out of the holster and shot towards Winnie. A bullet blasted through the air following the piercing scream of a woman. Xavier broke into a cry, terrified by the noise. “This time I won’t miss the target,” Cassius gritted out at Winnie who was crunching on the floor and covering her ears. Cassius purposely shot a flower vase next to her to give her a warning.

Acting like he didn't know who I was, he shoved me aside and carried the young woman down from the car. She sensed my anger and grew so terrified that she buried her pale face in Harrison's arms and sobbed. "Harrison, that woman must be very angry. I'm scared." Harrison glanced at me with a hostile expression before looking at the secondhand car nearby. Smirking, he declared, "It's just a rusty old Volkswagen Beetle! It's not like I can't afford to pay for the damages." He tossed a business card at me with a flourish of his hand and continued, "Just let me know when you get the bill for the repairs."

After receiving a powerful fire punch from WinX, the steel table turned into an irregular shape. To avoid the fire shots, all the members parted away from the table and stood there with their faces down. WinX was standing there with his palms burning in flames which was originally known as ice fire . He appeared to be calm but inside he was burning in rage. The fact how much he hated humans , turned into that human girl who passed their tough exam was making him mad.

Even her demeanor had sharpened, and paired with her black dress, she resembled a black rose blooming fiercely in the night. “It’s been a long time. I didn’t expect you to still remember me,” Winnie said, her tone complicated. That was as good as admitting that Ben had guessed her identity correctly. Ben’s tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he exhaled a deep breath. “It really is you.” Winnie nodded. “Yes, it’s me. As for why I look so different now, it’s because I was severely burned back then. Seventy percent of my skin tissue was replaced.”

His dead eyes that never lit up except when it came to the things that interested him. Winnie hummed as we took another path deeper into the woods. I glanced through the darkness searching for something humanly warm — to kill. “I need to read The Heiress to Kill, a new chapter just dropped!” She groaned, throwing her hands up. I scoffed. “How did Zero contain your attitude again?” I asked sarcastically. Winnie opened her mouth to speak, but before she could utter a word, a loud bang sliced through the air. I pulled Winnie behind a tree as the bullet scratched the tree surface.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter? Did you burn yourself?" "Yes... But it's okay. I've already applied medicine." "Did you get burned while warming the milk?" Winnie shook her head and said, "No. These days... I am learning how to cook in the kitchen, and I was clumsy, either splashed with oil or scalded when I went to take the lid off the pot. So, I got these injuries." Shawn said lightly, "Give it." "It's okay. It's just a minor injury." "I won't say it a second time."

Winny The silver burned my skin till I could no longer hold in my scream. Tears streamed down my face like falling rocks. First, I didn’t know or remember who Iris was, but it wasn’t really hard to guess. She has told me her name once, and I never registered it.

My eyes stung so badly I could barely open them. I couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears blurring my vision. Red began to seep through the sleeve of my soaked coat. The wound on my arm, barely scabbed over from moving the luggage downstairs, had reopened and started bleeding again. Long ago, in the fire that claimed our parents, I was severely burned protecting Axel. My wolf was so damaged she lost most of her self-healing abilities. I felt no pain now, just numbness throughout my body as I dragged my suitcases away from the mansion.

The week after the Purifier attack was measured in blood and silver light. I healed Maren first. Sixteen years old, silver burn crawling across her shoulder like a brand, she hadn't cried once. Not when I peeled back the field dressing. Not when the moonlight sank into the charred tissue, began rebuilding what the silver had destroyed. She just watched me with wide eyes and said, "Did we really win, Alpha?" "We really won." "Good." She passed out smiling.