Burning Low Novels & Stories

3:00 a.m. Insomnia gnawed at my nerves like a rusted saw, grinding back and forth mercilessly. On a whim that I couldn't explain, I opened a radio app called "Echoes from Below." The interface was simple and bare. Black background, blue text. No ads, no host introduction. Just a single audio waveform, slowly buffering on the screen. The shape of the waveform felt wrong. It didn't look like soundwaves at all. More like rows of sharp, interlocking teeth. A pop-up window appeared in the center of the screen. [Listening Guidelines] The letters glowed blue, carrying an unsettling eeriness. [This station's signal may extend into dreams. If you hear the broadcast while dreaming, firmly believe that you are awake.]

Iris moves to the small town of Thornwick after inheriting her eccentric grandmother's property, including a sprawling greenhouse filled with rare and seemingly impossible plant varieties. When she touches the plants, she begins hearing whispers - the flowers are trying to tell her something urgent. The town's mysterious benefactor, Damien, appears at her door claiming her grandmother promised him access to the greenhouse. He's desperate because the plants in his hidden garden - which have sustained his humanity for centuries by feeding on moonlight instead of blood - are withering. Only someone with Iris's rare gift can save them. As Iris learns to interpret the flowers' messages, she discovers they're warning about an ancient curse. Damien's maker, the vampire Evangeline, cursed the garden out of jealousy when Damien chose botanical sustenance over embracing his dark nature. The curse will kill both the plants and Damien unless it's broken by the summer solstice. Working together in moonlit gardens, Iris and Damien develop feelings for each other. But the flowers reveal a devastating truth: breaking the curse requires a life force exchange. Iris must choose between her mortality and saving the man she's falling for, while Damien must decide if he can ask her to make such a sacrifice. The climax involves a confrontation with Evangeline in the original cursed garden, where Iris's connection with the plants becomes the key to not just breaking the curse, but transforming it into something that protects rather than destroys.

"Daisy is a kind , cheerful and always help others , but I'm a selfish , My first priority is myself and I'm not cheerful either . So , I just wanted to be a part of this world and receive their love for granted. I'm tired of acting . Though , I'm not DAISY , I wanted them to remember me . I wish ,there was a place for me in this world." i said and his eyes widened for moment and he suddenly hugged me tightly . "I'm sorry for leaving you alone ." "It was really hard for you . it's okay to be selfish . it's okay to prior yourself . it's okay to take their love for granted . it's okay to be yourself and live your own life". "Sorry for taking a long time , even if you hide yourself from everyone . I'll always try finding you . Finally , I found you , Emily ". As he said , my eyes widened . I always wanted them to not find me out , but the truth is , I just waited to be found out by someone . Now, I know, he's the black butterfly I waited for . ---------------------------------------------- Emily is a 20 years old college student, who lived a normal life. But suddenly when she transmigrated into a 17 years old girl named Daisy in a complete different world and she become the heroine in a novel . Then, she continues to act like the real heroine to survive , until she was found out by the Daman ; People in this kingdom faces crisis which is done by the villain , Lukhas . The God gives her a clue "The conducts of your close one , shall give away the real misfortune". After listening to the clue , She finds out ,the real enemy is someone powerful than Lukhas and someone closer to the people with her. "Will she able to handle the truth ? " -----------------------------------------

...Maurice stood looking at me, his eyes bright with fury. I saw him tight his fist and loosen it. “Let's get this damn meeting done!" He said, heading towards where I sat. “Of course we should, loser!" “Sit!" I ordered. Maurice stared menacingly at me for a few seconds, before he began to head to the empty bistro chair at my side. ‘Was this pauper thinking he could do anything stupid?!' I scoffed, sipping from my glass again before calling to one of my men. “Get another glass, Bill!" I ordered. Bill went in and in a flash he arrived with a glass in his hands, opening the bottle of spirit and pouring it to the empty glass. “I don't drink during business meetings" Maurice said. “Touché!" I chuckled, waving Bill away. **** Billionaire daughter, Natalie Escobar faces the dilemma of choosing between Kevin Fidell and Maurice Brown. Kevin Fidell is the heir of a multi billion dollar company, the son of her father's best friend and a smooth operator when it comes to love making. Maurice on the other hand, is a smart young man, insanely in love with Natalie and determined to keep the love burning despite Jane being in the picture. When Natalie's father faces a huge downfall in his company, Kevin and his father comes to the rescue, leaving Natalie with no choice than to accept Kevin's marriage proposal. In the eve of their wedding, the worst happens. Kevin's real identity comes to light. Would she proceed with the wedding or would she accept Maurice instead despite his low financial status?. Swipe through the book and find out!

At the annual gala, my father had me marry Asher Ziegler, a rising star in the finance industry whom he had groomed. Back then, I, Maddison Gruber, had no idea that Asher was in love with someone else. Sometime later, my father's company is investigated for product fraud, and his company's stock plummets. He even faces criminal charges. When this happens, Asher immediately brings his first love, Cora Singer, home and tells me outright that he is going to make her his legally wedded wife. My mother-in-law admonishes me. "Your family's bankrupt now, and you're completely barren! Why shouldn't my son remarry?" Asher slides a divorce agreement in front of me, his tone condescending. "Sign this, and I can let you stay here and live alongside Cora." But I say nothing. I merely quietly book a ticket to leave this place. In seven days, I will be following my father down south.

Halloween can be a scream, the trick or treaters ultimate dream, on a dark, dreary night. When the dead start rising, therefore surprising, making them take flight. Goblins and ghouls are no fools, your demise they will incite. Before darkness turns to light and rid this terrible fright, read the writings on the rune, about the Curse Of The Hallow Moon.

Nora Ashby came to Vael Academy for one reason the scholarship that would clear her mother's debt and give her a future that didn't taste like survival. She did not come to become the vampire prince's fiancée. But Caspian Vael needs a human anchor before he can claim his throne, and after Nora walked up to him at orientation and made him look down at a shirt that had nothing on it then laughed and walked away he decided she was exactly the problem he needed. The arrangement is simple. One year. Public appearances. A convincing performance. At the end of it, she walks away with her debts cleared and her life back. Except nobody told her about the second clause. Nobody told her that the choice to leave would belong entirely to her. That no court, no prince, no ancient law could remove her once she'd signed. That the most powerful vampire on the island would have no legal way to protect her only a personal one. And nobody warned her that somewhere between the arguments and the rooftop conversations and the way he looks at her when he thinks she isn't watching, she would stop wanting to leave. Caspian chose her because she was the one human at Vael he was certain he couldn't fall for. He was wrong about that. He knew it by the third week. He just didn't know what to do with it.

After an accident and miscarriage, Hansel Saddler and I are so devastated that we're both diagnosed with depression. For the next five years, I try my best to act like I'm normal as I care for him and try to cheer him up. This lasts until I overhear him speaking to the psychologist at the clinic's door. "Work's been getting busy lately, and pretending to be depressed makes it inconvenient to deal with that. Can you change my diagnosis to manic disorder?" The psychologist giggles. "You have been quite manic lately, darling. You've been making me feel really sore down there." "I can make you feel even more sore now." Then, I hear moans and groans. It turns out everything I've done over the past five years is nothing but a joke. I pull up my conversation with Colin Foster. "I agree to undergo secluded treatment deep in the mountains abroad."

I had poured my heart into planning the perfect wedding—for my female client. Then I turned a corner and saw her kissing my boyfriend at the stairwell. He chuckled softly. "No wonder you're my wife. You're stunning." She let out a soft laugh. "Your little secret girlfriend still does not know you're marrying me. She actually wished me happiness—can you believe it? So… when are you planning to tell her?" He tilted her chin and said, "Didn't we agree? Once we're married, we each live our own lives. Teresa is the love of my life. I hope you'll keep your mouth shut." She gave a snort of laughter and yanked playfully on his tie. "Relax, babe. As long as you keep treating me right, I won't stir up trouble." I felt like I had plunged into an ice bath. Face pale, hands trembling, I picked up my phone and texted my mentor: [I'm ready to take the transfer to Luminous City.] The reply came not long after: [Three days from now. We'll go together.]

On the fateful day my asthma struck, Lucas was with his first love, Ariana, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing on the horizon.  He clutched my life-saving medicine, a lifeline that would soon slip through his fingers.  As I lay trapped in the shadows, I witnessed his desperation, his frantic calls echoing in the void when he discovered the shocking news of my pregnancy.  In that moment, everything changed. From that day forward, he became the guardian at my grave, a silent testament to a love that transcended even death.