Burning Charm Novels & Stories

While fleeing the fire, I came across a young boy on the verge of losing consciousness. His left arm had been badly burned, and he was in grave danger. I couldn't bear to leave him behind, so I summoned all my strength and carried him out on my back. To calm his fear, I removed the protective charm my grandmother had given me and gently fastened it around his neck. "Don't be scared," I whispered. "With this charm, nothing bad will happen." … Now that I think about it, Carl does have a burn scar on his left arm. Though time has faded it, the mark is still there.

“You will put the charm down. Now.” For the first time all morning, Mrs. Caldwell looked unsure. Her nose flared, but she set the charm back on the counter with shaking fingers. Sienna nodded toward the manager. “Package that exact charm. For Layla.” “I… I will do that immediately,” he said, fumbling for gloves. Rebecca reached for the charm. “No,” Sienna snapped. “You don’t touch it.” The woman recoiled like she’d been slapped. The younger attendant stepped forward timidly. “Mrs. Hawthorne, please, let’s resolve this quietly. We can offer you a discount on any item you like, private appointments, complimentary pieces—”

Agate said thoughtfully, "His powers are out of control since we took all the debasers off..." "Hmm... No wonder I feel so light..." "You idiot!" She hit her nephew on the head then went to her desk and opened a drawer. She pulled a woven charm bracelet out. "You're lucky the stoves here have fire preventing spells that send most of the damage upward and out a fire chimney!" She threw the charm at Dorin. "But it's a wonder you're still standing after that! I actually heard the explosion from here!" "What's this?" he asked. Seb was immediately at his side, eyeing the charm.

Seven years with Luke Bates, and he still can't remember that I have a seafood allergy. Yet he treats that faded lucky charm locket in his car like a sacred treasure. Inside lies a note that says, "May God bless that specific someone with top marks. If it works, I'll go vegan for three months." Luke calls it a prank by his high school buddy and tells me not to get jealous over nothing right before we register our marriage. I believe him, happily pouring my heart into planning our wedding. Then comes today. I accompany him back to his hometown for a banquet, only for a woman in a floral dress to burst through the door with tears pooling in her eyes. The elders pulled her over, their fac

Everyone in South City knew that Stella Wallace and Julian Quinn were famous for never getting along. As Julian’s fiancee in name only, Stella had laid out three rules. He was not allowed to go street racing. He was not allowed to stay out all night. Above all, he was not allowed to go see his crush, Yara Xenford. Julian deliberately went against her. He would either race along every inch of South City’s mountain roads or spend the entire night drinking at a private club until he could barely stand. On Stella’s birthday, he even purposely kissed Yara under a sky full of fireworks. He made a complete fool of Stella in front of everyone. Everyone was waiting for the drama to begin. They

he said sadly. “And why did you say that? Didn’t I promise you before that I’m never ever going to be taken away from you? You’re my one and only prince charming and whenever you need me just give me a call and I’ll always be there for you” she said. “They have a very strong bond” Zahra whispered to me. “Yeah I can see that” I said smiling and when Sarah saw us she asked “What are you two whispering to each other?” “Nothing” I said. “Sarah, I wanted to come to you yesterday but mom said that you were tired and should leave you alone. Were you sick? You shouldn’t be going out when you’re sick. You should stay in your bed and I’m going to get you medicine and make you a soup” Selim said. “Oh

You're not going to like it if I say it again. And the conversation has become longer and longer. @JustJasmine You know what? Just back off. @itsFlint Nope. Will never do that. @JustJasmine You're annoying. @itsFlint I know. But I'm irresistible. @JustJasmine For everybody else, sure. But not to me, Flint. Not to me. @itsFlint I'm good at convincing, JV. @JustJasmine I'm not easy to convince, Flint. @itsFlint You may be a hard cookie to crack, but I'm persistent.

“It’s a fishbowl.” “Drink this,” Charlie pushes her cider towards Sadie, whom I’ve never seen drink anything stronger than a Coke. “It’ll put hair on your chest.” “I don’t want hair on my chest,” Sadie squeaks, but she drinks. “I never saw you with him. He was so”—Adele makes a face—“fake. The opposite of you, sweetheart.” “Opposites attach,” I put in. “Oops, I mean attack. No, attract.” I pat my lips to apologize for the word jumble. I’m always flubbing up expressions. It’s a special gift of mine.

She was dressed all in black, and she looked like she could be a model. This woman was wearing a mask, so her entire face was completely invisible and Amelia didn't recognize the woman either. "You have the perfume?" the woman asked. Amelia nodded and handed it over. The woman took it and held it up to the light, examining it carefully. "This is a very special perfume," she said. "It's called 'Stimulating.' It has a very powerful effect on people. It makes them feel more confident, more attractive, and more willing to take risks."

"Oh, my goodness, Margaret's still inside! Hurry and call Joshua so he can bring his crew to put out the fire!" I watched the flames blaze out of control, my heart pounding with worry. My husband, Joshua Scott, was the captain of the local fire department. He'd definitely rush over if he knew Margaret was in danger. I tried calling him several times, but he never picked up. With no other choice, I dialed 911, urging them to come put out the fire as quickly as possible. The fire grew stronger by the second. I pulled out my phone, switched on the camera, and zoomed in on the balcony, trying to see what was happening inside.