Burning Bright Novels & Stories

The ending created by silly words lost its weight at this point. I hovered above the bookmark sign at the top right corner of the screen before clicking on it. The menu popped up, and I chose to delete the book from my homepage. A notification popped up at the center of the screen. [Are you sure you want to delete the book? This process is irreversible.] I clicked confirm. The progress bar completed in a flash, and the book vanished without a trace from my homepage. Ding! My phone lit up. I received a text. [Processing complete. You have received 10,000,000 dollars into your bank account for completing the S-Rank mission!]

worry lingered in the man's mind. “We're not going to the center of the storm, Princess.” “Can you change your greeting for me?” Celine frowned. “You're like Matilda when you sulk,” Bryan laughed. He moved his chair back a little to make it more comfortable. “Who's Matilda?” Celine asked curiously. The storm was still raging and beginning to show its horror, as darkness began to fall around them. Actually Celine was not used to the darkness, she was afraid. Really very afraid because the dark makes her tremble.

Anthony called his assistant, contacted another doctor, and had Indya’s corneas removed. He couldn’t hear Indya’s heart-wrenching screams, nor could he see her plead for mercy. "Only this counts as the fall of a star," he muttered. He stood in front of Indya, holding her eyeballs. His smile was chilling. Anthony didn’t intend to let Indya off that easily. He took a bottle of sulfuric acid and poured it onto her wound. He looked down at her, watching her scream and struggle in pain, but his mind was filled only with thoughts of me, staring into the distance.

"I wouldn't lie to a woman so enchanting as you." He had a way with his words, I can give him that. "You're too precious for me to make up words so that I can earn your trust. You're smart enough and sometimes I envy you for your smartness given the fact that those assholes kept you away from the world. But you've aced it so well, you're successful in what you've been doing, your restaurant is flourishing, you put so much faith in what you do and now see how badass you've turned. You're a bombass and I wouldn't have felt in love with someone who wasn't as bomb with so much fire that can burn you alive as you."

Enola had to take her time in the bathroom to freshen up. The bathroom door slammed open, stepping out was the shimmering of the reflective effect of light given to the sun by the moon. As Bruno turned towards the bathroom door, his eyes were in awe. What he saw went through the whole part of his body, just like the relative effect of an electric shock. His body could not behold what his eyes saw and in quick reaction to that, the whole body became strong and hard. The Delilah aware of her doings knew that she had captured everything about Bruno. She came close enough, looked to his eyes and whispered,

I can no longer control my response even though I know it's wrong. This time, the white light is a combustion of energy that ignites the room. The heat is everywhere. I scream in pain - the burn so intense my flesh seems to melt. Tyboll's roar is no less painful. He falls against my back and holds me to his burning flesh as his shouts continue. We are dying. The Goddess is punishing us.

You are the fire in my soul, and I'll never extinguish it. My love for you burns brighter with each passing day. -Unknown. |N I C O L A S| In this chaotic world of shadows and secrets, I found my light, my solace, in the form of Zyra. She is the calm in the midst of my storm, the delicate touch that tames the ruthless. My heart, once a fortress of ice, thawed under the wa

Searing, white-hot, mental pain. His pure, undiluted life force was like a star being pushed against something that was completely cold. It wasn't a fight between two opposing forces; it was an end. My emptiness shrank back, but his light *burned*. It was a pain that went beyond what my body could understand, a scream from the soul I no longer had. The universe was reminding me of everything I had lost in the most painful way possible.

The crackling fire cast a warm, flickering glow across the campsite, its flames dancing with an almost mesmerizing rhythm. The sound of burning wood was a symphony of popping and hissing, Sparks burst forth intermittently, ascending into the darkness like fiery stars before fading into oblivion.

"Are you ready, Aurora?" A thrill of excitement ran down the girl's spine. "Let's go!" She whispered excitedly as if speaking any louder would ruin the moment. Devrim lit a fire stick, a torch with a mixture inside it that would allow it to burn from one end for many hours. The passage was suddenly overrun with light. Aurora squinted. After a moment, her eyes adjusted and the pair continued onward. The fire stick put off less smoke than a regular torch, but after a while in the confined space, the Empress's eyes began to sting. "Are we almost out?"