Catching Fire Novels & Stories

the lamp fell from her grasp and he barely registered the muffled thump and the whizzing liquid out of the container but he did felt the heat that spread next, the center of the mattress had caught fire, the flames turning and growing to every part the oil had spread. Devika could not hear exactly what he said but they were a string of curses under his breath no doubt, she had scarcely enjoyed the moment of victory over him when she was once again hawled up and pressed onto something very hard and if not for the slight spicy cologne she could have very well mistaken her husband's chest as a rock. "Danish! Vir!"He called for his men as the whole cotton mattress caught fire in front of his eye

In the warm embrace of the bonfire, our love shone brightly, illuminated by the flames of understanding and acceptance. As the night unfolded, the atmosphere was alive with the energy of shared stories, heartfelt songs, and infectious laughter that echoed through the clearing. The crackling bonfire served as a mesmerizing focal point, its dancing flames casting a warm and flickering glow that illuminated the faces of the gathered community. The crackling fire became a beacon of light and warmth, drawing everyone closer together in a circle of unity and shared joy.

🪷🪷🪷 The fire started small. Just a flicker at first, dancing across my mother’s fingertips as she tried to teach me control. I was ten years old, sitting cross-legged on the floor of our living room, concentrating so hard my head hurt. “Focus, baby,” she said gently. “Feel the magic, don’t force it.” But I couldn’t feel it. Couldn’t control it. The harder I tried, the more it slipped away from me. And then something inside me snapped. The fire exploded outward, engulfing everything. The curtains, the furniture, and my mother.

I do not use fire often and the feeling is a little more overwhelming than I had expected. It feels like a mixture of ecstacy and pain as the fire engulfs my body. Not pain from burning but pain in the sense of trying to hold onto something that is a live and keep it wrangled under control. Fire has its way of destroying everything that it meets. To hold it in check is like trying to wrangle a live andaconda.Just, if it were on fire and able to set anything it touches on fire as well.

I raise remains into the air, and drop them as people are trying to run away. Everyone around is screaming and running in fear. I raise my other hand; I watch as fire extends from my fingers, I smirk, I throw the fire towards all the buildings engulfing them in flames. Charles is laughing in amazement, as the town starts to burn. We quickly run towards the gate, passing through, we close it and place a boulder in front of it, sealing their fate.

I was locked in. Through the window, I watched the horror display. Mikhail's men carried big red cans. They poured liquid all over the building, over the walls, over the doors. The smell of gasoline was strong even from inside the car. It made me feel sick. Then, one of the men lit a match and threw it. The flames erupted immediately. They climbed up the walls like orange snakes. They spread across the roof. The building caught fire so quickly. The flames were bright orange against the dark evening sky. Smoke billowed up into the air, thick and black. It smelled like burning wood.

Boom Another deafening explosion sends shockwaves through the air, jolting me back to reality. Desperation takes over, and I frantically search for an escape route. The smoke chokes my lungs, making it hard to breathe. Panic rises within me as I realize that I am running out of time. Fire is everywhere around me. The suffocating smoke engulfs me, and I struggle to breathe. There is no way out. Tears mix with the soot on my face as I realize that I might not make it out of this raging fire alive.

stop him as he took off flying high above the mansion. The three of us took off after him and circled around him to try and keep him from breathing fire. I mind linked Bo and told him if he got the chance to restrain Willix that he needed to take it and ground him as quick as possible to minimize the damage he was causing. Orange fire rained down and soon we were headed towards Jadeville. I knew my mate was still there trying to save as many people as he could. Bo and Caroline flanked Willix at the last minute and pushed him away from the town. Reya flew in front of him to try and stop the fire storm he was spraying over the land. I knew it was a risky move but I also knew that his fire was

Emily's clothes began to catch fire, the fabric singeing and charring. “Somebody, please help me!!!” Her voice raised. “Anyone there?! Anyone!!” She screamed, her voice hoarse from the smoke, as she tried to writhe away from the flames. The chains held fast, trapping her in the inferno. Emily's vision blurred, the heat and smoke overwhelming her. She knew she had to think fast if she wanted to survive...

Fear gripped her tightly, causing her to tremble as she watched the blaze grow in intensity. Trepidation seized the girl as she swallowed hard. The flames licked hungrily at the wooden door, charring it black and sending plumes of smoke billowing into the air. The crackling of the fire echoed through the room, drowning out all other sounds as it consumed everything in its path. Her eyes darted around the room, searching for any possible escape route.