Catching Fire Chapter 14 Novels & Stories

My body becomes enveloped in a burst of flames, and the fire spreads from my skin and causes an expulsion as soon as it got close to the gas tank across the room. THE END.

Fire continues to fly from my outstretched palms. Those bastards hurt my mom. I walked over to them in the corner. They are trying to pat out the fire on their burning clothes and stay low enough not to be caught in the flames that have reached the ceiling. They stare at me in horror, but they don’t move. With my hands still ablaze, I reach down and place a hand on each of their throats. It is only a few seconds before they are struggling to breathe and they fall to the floor. They deserved it, I say to myself. “Mom.” my voice brings me back to my surroundings. The place is on fire. I started coughing with the fumes. I went and grabbed my mom and started dragging her out of the building. She

I need to get to her before her fire rages out of control. I roar as I push into a run and keep pushing until I see her figure on the floor on her knees, her arms out in front of her. Like she is bowing down. I reach my hand through and with one final push; I emerge through the flames and stand in front of her. Breathing heavy I look at her and her scent explodes out of her. I growl with lust. Greedily breathing in her chocolate fudge cake scent. Her head snaps up, and her eyes burn the same as the surrounding flames. She opens her mouth and shrieks loudly, causing me to drop to my knees and covering my ears. She stands as flames engulf her. She shifts and stalks toward me. Her eyes locked o

“Stay behind me.” “No,” Evelynn said, her voice trembling but fierce. “We do this together.” The fire within her answered, spilling heat across her skin, dancing at her fingertips. The creature tilted its head, as if curious, then snarled, a sound that shook the trees. It lunged. The world blurred. Evelynn thrust her hands forward, fire bursting from her palms in a sudden blaze. The creature shrieked, stumbling back, its body smoking where the flames touched. But it didn’t fall—it regrouped, circling them with unnatural speed.

Somewhere in the mess, a candle lay knocked over, wax hardened against the side. Then came the image again: Cassie and Ledger, laughing, holding hands. That stupid kiss. Her fingers flicked the lighter and a flame burst forth. Then she released her finger. She repeated the motions a few more times before leaving the flame on. Her eyes fell on the book shelf and before she knew it, she was setting the books on fire. “Let’s see how perfect she looks when everything’s gone.” The flames caught on the curtains and then began to spread. There was smoke and heat.

The smoke and fire reached into the sky, stretching long, red fingers toward the scorching sun before falling back to the building with a sigh of relief. I stared in horror, the data was gone. The data that would prove Alessio was innocent had just exploded in a ball of flame and smoke. I leaned back against the seat, unable to tear my eyes away from the building and the fire. Whoever that man was had saved our lives. We would have gone up in flames along with him and the rest of the data. A spark of realization hit me and I whispered the truth.

The flames circled me like a big red wall, snapping and hissing. I dropped to the ground and put my legs up to my chest as the fire came closer. The smoke scratched my throat, making me cough and cough. I covered my ears, but it didn’t help. The fire was still too big, too hot. “Cammy! Cammy!” I kept calling her name, over and over. My throat burned, but I didn’t stop. The buzzing in my chest told me I was still shouting. I saw shadows move inside the fire. Big ones. My heart jumped. Maybe monsters. Maybe the fire made new monsters.

Chapter 75: Escaping the Flames Thorne’s Pov In an instant, my world turned to chaos. One minute I was caught in some sort of silent game of wills between Garrett and the FBI; the next, flames lanced up the walls, ravenous beasts eating upwards with terrifying speed. The air thickened in an instant, filling with smoke, heat, and the acrid smell of burning wood. I couldn't move.

the man avoided his angry gaze, he was looking at his feet, thinking about what'll possible happen to him the moment he got fired. "You didn't even look for her?" He dialed something on his phone while interrogating his men. "We did, but we can't find her, maybe her friend knew where she is" "Call Lizzy now!" His loud voice conveyed fear to them that made them moved faster to do what he ordered. "Her it is, sir" he gave the phone to Hadlee's dad. "Hello Tito" "Lizzy are you with my daughter?" The phone was on loudspeaker so anyone can hear it, one of his men are holding it for him.

Something inside Adelaide snapped clean in two. The fire in her hands condensed, coiling inward instead of flaring outward. It gathered tight, compact, becoming dense and bright—a sphere of white-gold flame spinning between her palms, glittering like a captive star. The air around it shimmered, stone hissing faintly where sparks touched. She didn’t think. She threw it. The fireball streaked across the chamber in a clean arc of light and fury. It struck Apollo squarely along the side of his face with a violent crack.