Burning Series Novels & Stories

PHOEBE was so happy that day. Her bestfriend we're finally back. She's hugging her as they cooked, because she wasn't as good as the kitchen. The truth was, Laurel and the kitchen was enemy since then. They can't leave her in the kitchen. You will regret that you even tread her in your kitchen. She won't come out of the kitchen without burning the whole place. Laurel do everything to cooked before but it wasn't a good outcome. Their house was about to burn as they did let her cooked. After that day, she was no longer approaching her parents' kitchen.

But he clicks his tongue and his blazing eyes are just locked on me. “Oh my god, you are serious, aren’t you?”

Division 24 The man looked confused. "The deaths? It has been peaceful in this area." Beatrice frowned. "How so." She mumbled to see a figure leave the church through the other door close to a burner. "Ha! Something is burning." She said, and the father turned to have his eyes widened. They both walked to the pulpit of the church and behold a book was on the burner while the fiery fire burned. Father Jude had gone to bring water to quench the fire and when the fire that had been burning was quenched, Beatrice squinted her eyes to see that three of the books in the burner had burnt to ashes but one had not burned..not a single scratch on its body.

Bear. Box. On floor. _COURT._ All of it. Flashcards. _BAD MAN._ Burned. Subpoena. Ash already. Burned yesterday. Letter. _R._ Burned now. Levinson’s motion. 49 pages. Burned. Channel 4 printouts. Burned. _KNIGHTS CHOSE FAME OVER PEACE_ photo. Burned. _Thump-thump. Thump-thump._ Ivy. In my lap. Holding _HOME_ block. Last one. Wooden. Won’t burn.

"Away from the flames." They ran. Ezra looked at me, his silver eyes reflecting the firelight. "You should be resting. You just survived a blood ritual." "Your brother is out there." I gestured to where Caspian was visible through the smoke, his massive lycan form hauling burning beams away from a collapsed building. "I'm not resting while he fights." "Stubborn." "You have no idea." We moved deeper into the burning district. Everywhere I looked, lycans and werewolves fought the flames together. Bucket chains, controlled demolitions to create firebreaks, rescue teams pulling people from danger.

VEDA My lips still burned from the ghost contact with Zane’s. Even now, I could still feel the electric zing from his touch. I stood in the living room, staring through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the gray Connecticut sky. For the last three hours, I had tried to push the scent of cedar and expensive tobacco out of my mind. But every time I closed my eyes, I remembered the heavy weight of his body pinning me against the kitchen counter. Get a grip, Veda.

I wanted to look them in the eyes and be absolutely sure these two fools were dead before I walked away. Turning back toward the compound, I pulled a small incendiary device from my belt. I started burning each of the wooden buildings one by one, tossing the fire into the windows and watching the dry wood catch instantly. Within minutes, massive, roaring orange flames were rising everywhere around the whole building, lighting up the dark forest sky with a brilliant, destructive glow. The heat was intense against my skin as I finally walked back to the pile of bodies to burn them last and finish my job. I raised my foot, preparing to cast the flame down, when a sudden movement caught my eye.

"But what really happened here? Why is a book burnt?. I wrote quickly, my hand still trembling. I don't know. I touched one book and it started to burn. I dropped it. It was a weak lie, but it was all I had in that moment of panic. Suddenly, Noah's eyes caught something. He grabbed my hand roughly, turning it over. "You're burned." He was right. My hand was red and blistered from where I had held the burning book. I had been so terrified by what I'd read and by the fire that I hadn't even felt the pain.

A fire. A scream. Silver eyes watching as I burned.