Catching Fire Online Book Novels & Stories

He lies, promises fake futures, and when he gets bored, he throws them away. Lisa doesn’t see it. And why would she? She looks at the world like it’s not out to get her. She could make any man fall for her, especially someone pathetic enough to rely on flattery like Brooke. But he isn’t getting near her. Not when I’m in the picture. If I can’t have her, no one will. Call me a selfish bastard, I don’t care. I wear that title like a crown. Then came the moment I could get the reason to fire her. She stared at me with fire in her eyes. Not fear. Not submission. Fire.

she said firmly, her voice taking a chastising tone. "No, this is exactly the time," I interjected stubbornly. "I saw fire today. Once you light a fire, it has to burn and it doesn't care if this is the time or place. Fire either burns brightly or it fizzles into nothingness and smoke. Without the fire, there is no light. So, are you two burning or fizzling?" I demanded. I wanted an answer. Andrew looked at me, and I shrugged. I might be confused from the drugs, but it had sounded poetic in my head.

“Please Hades don’t burn me. Please. I have done nothing wrong. Please don’t hurt me” He did not give a reply. “Sas parakaloúme” (Please) This time a kiss came onto my lips slowly and gently. I did not give in because a moment later something really hot was on the inside of my finger. It burned my flesh. A new round of tears leaked as I tried to remove my hand. He didn’t let this happen. He kissed my neck. But nothing could keep me from crying as something burned my finger. The faint smell of flesh burning entered my nostrils. I groaned from the pain and my head collided with the railing as I threw it back.

The walls shook, the ground rumbled, and rocks clattered everywhere around me. I placed my hands on my face, rubbing my burning eyes before slowly bringing them open. When my vision finally returned, I found the book surrounded with one of those circles with stars in the middle you'd see in horror movies. The shape was on fire, sending smoke all over the place. The fucking book was going to burn down my home. I gritted my teeth, shaking my head. “Not today, Satan!" I quickly rose from the ground and ran to the book as I took off my jacket from around me. Then, I draped it over the burning ground and began stomping on it in a bid to put the fire out.

"It's a good thing Jacob is gullible. He believed you were in Manhattan even though you didn't return to your aunt's house. But did you shut up the Langham family's driver? Don't let them get a chance to attack you." "Take it easy, I always know what to do before moving forward." At the other end, Ursula let out a long sigh. "You're always playing with fire, Celine. Aren't you ever afraid of getting burned?" "I was already burnt before I even started this, Sula." Celine leaned back comfortably on the chair she was sitting on. Her eyes gazed at the road that seemed to be deserted. The driver who drove her chose to enter the freeway in order to quickly arrive at the place Celine wanted to go.

Before I could react or understand what was going on, Ezra had snatched the book right out of my hands and thrown it into the fireplace. “Ezra!” I went to go after it, but she caught my hand in hers and yanked me back with a strength I wouldn’t usually associate with Ezra. The book caught fire almost instantly and the rate at which the fire engulfed the book was phenomenal; the heat in the room no longer feeling comfortable to me. “Why?” I looked at her in betrayal, but I shouldn’t have been surprised. Malachi and Ezra both were hiding secrets and they didn’t want me to find out what that was. No one did.

A surge goes through my body and I throw myself before the fire place, "Darius, no! wh-why, why did you throw the book into the fire!?" I watch helplessly as the book begins to burn. Taking a hasty move I stick my hand into the flames, trying to grab the book but the heat of the fire consumes my hands and I hiss in pain. Darius grabs onto me, hauling me away from the fire and into his arms. "Fuck, Audrey. What is wrong with you!? Why did you put your hand into the fire, do you not consider you will get burnt!?" My gaze is still fixated on the book as it chips away, the familiar pages folding in burns.

I took my book and I lit my index finger with fire and tried burning the book. "They got us there". Zale said and sighed getting his own book and tried to toss it in the ocean. I stopped my fire and stopped him. "Well, as we are back to square one, let's just try to gather information from the northern part," I said and smiled at him. I put my book inside my bag again. It was pointless anyway, to burn the book. It is the book of origin, a book written by the Gods, it is protected from being harmed by anything, by anyone.

“The fire… it was bound here. This is where it began.” Images cascaded in Evelynn’s mind: wolves forming from sparks and smoke, creatures of shadow clawing at the light, hunters bending the magic for power, and a girl—her reflection twisted in the flames—standing alone, fire blazing in her hands, facing them all. “It’s… me,” she whispered, voice shaking. “It’s always been me.” Aiden’s grip on her hand tightened. “Not just you. It’s us. You and the fire and the bond we share. That’s why it’s drawn to you. That’s why it’s hunting you. Because it knows the fire can’t be controlled without… without you.”

, but before the old lady could complete CEO intervenes,” just throw her out of my cabin right now or else I am going to fire you all”, ordering his guards Just burn each and every copy of this book or else ....”, But before she could complete her sentence suddenly her voice gets husky and his facial expressions starts changing, and she again continues,” I am going to. “, and once again before completing her sentence she ends up hitting wall of the room exploding her mind like a bomb and soon her blood spills all over the room which leaves both of us scared So not having any other option with just ended up burning each and every copy of the book which were collected across the globe but stil