Catching Fire Chapter 14 Novels & Stories

WARNING-the content of this book is VERY graphic and VERY dark. Do NOT read if you cannot stomach graphic violence or explicit intimacy. HYACINTH (AGE 15) "Daddy!" I sputtered and coughed in the upstairs hallway, lungs already dangerously full of smoke. The fire crackled all around us-my childhood home going up in flames.

For it was in this primal state that the odds of rescuing the trapped infant seemed to tilt in my favor. With a surge of power and agility, I leaped over the treacherous chasm where the staircase had once stood. The air rushed beneath me, carrying the weight of my determination. Landing deftly on the other side, I scanned the surroundings, my keen senses heightened in the face of danger. The heat was relentless, assaulting my thick fur, threatening to singe the very essence of my being. The menacing roars of the fire filled my ears, as the inferno spread, devouring floor after floor. Time was running out.

Stella screamed, her voice slicing through the chaos. Our eyes darted toward the key barrier as it suddenly erupted with fiery magic, fireballs raining down on us like a relentless storm. We dodged as best as we could, but exhaustion weighed me down, my movements sluggish. I couldn't keep up. Just as I stumbled, bracing for the worst, Kayden surged forward. To my utter shock, he caught the fire with his bare hands. The flames didn’t burn him—they seemed to freeze mid-air, crackling against his skin before vanishing into nothingness, as though he commanded them.

I find an elaborate gold zippo covered in elegant, embossed moaning women, and snap it open, admiring the tiny blue-orange flame that flickers to life, so small but beautifully destructive. I stand, giving Andrew one last look, before igniting the curtains in his living room one by one as a healthy blaze grows. The smoke builds and the heat warms me, as the alarm begins to raise its call, and the auto sprinkler snaps on, too little too late. The fire engulfs the plush rug and couch, swallowing the body of the monster I brought down. I smile as I slip from the room, headed for the exit on the lower level where Liza and the girls should be waiting. We’re finally getting out of here. We’ll fina

“You are not burning.” The flames swelled, climbing higher, then spilling outward in thin streaks that hovered in the air around me. My heart pounded so hard it felt like it might explode. This is insane. This is actually insane. The heat intensified when my chest tightened,.when Nick’s face flashed in my mind. When Damien’s smirk followed right after. The fire roared. Then….It stopped. Just like that? The flames thinned, dimmed, and collapsed inward like they had never existed. My feet hit the ground fully again. The clearing returned to cold moonlight and quiet water.

And of course, questions that lead to news of the affair that dragged her name and reputation, must be confirmed immediately. The beautiful girl had a shocking clarification in store plus a fact that would shock many, at the right time. Once she launched a bullet, one person fell and could not dodge it easily. Though the other one she had made sure was helpless but it turned out to spark a fire. Ah... that person should have known that if he provoked Celine's emotions, it would not only be a collapse. But all the losses that are so great will lurk. Celine was very impatient but really... she had to restrain herself.

Walking through the smoke was a girl with short blonde hair and the blue eyes I had locked with just a minute ago. “Heather?” Matt wheezed, but before he could say anything else, she crossed the room. Her fingers extended into claws, and she broke Matt’s cuff. Her face winced, but she never let out a cry of pain. “Come on, this place is not safe!” Alaric yelled as the fire licked the ceiling. I helped Matt stand up, and Alaric threw Matt’s arm over his shoulder, helping him out of the room. The fire crackled around us as we made our way out of the cabin.

Door 6 Chloe and Hunter tore open the envelope. “I burn without hands; I consume without teeth; I dance and die with every breeze.” Hunter frowned. “Fire?” The door clicked open. Chloe rolled her eyes and shoved him playfully. “Lucky guess.” They were led back, Chloe mumbled something about him being useless without her. Door 4

Lucas rolled on top of her again, already hard once more, spreading her legs with his knee. “Then let’s start the next chapter.” And the fire began again — hot, dirty, and out of control, exactly the way they wanted it. The End.

They began to walk toward the smoke, leaving the darkness of the earth behind them, and stepping into the blinding, dangerous light of the unknown. End of Chapter 14