Chariots Of Fire Novel Novels & Stories

HIS TOUCH, HER FIRE🔥 --- Chapter Six — “What the Fire Left Behind” The door clicked shut, and Evelyn stood frozen on the other side, her hand still gripping the handle like it might turn back time. Her breath left in shallow bursts, eyes stinging as the weight of what she'd just done pressed down on her chest. She hadn’t just shut him out. She had carved a line in fire between them—and for once, it didn’t make her feel powerful.

Fire had caught on to my clothes and the next thing I could see were firemen trying to drag me along with them but I was screaming, telling them that Charlie was still in there. I passed out and woke up in a hospital. Our house was burned down and I had inhaled a lot of smoke but fortunately, I survived. B-But Charlie, Charlie didn't make it, he wasn't as fortunate as I was. He had already caught on fire when the firemen wanted to save me and if we had stayed longer, we would have burned along with him. I don't know how I survived that fire that day but all I remember is seeing Charlie burn in that fire, screaming for help. All I can remember is how unjust I was to the only real friend I had

Santiago opened fire on the east side where many of Victor’s goons stood ground. And I walked straight through the burning cars “Where is he?” I asked the first man stupid enough to lunge at me. He didn’t answer. His jaw cracked under my elbow, and I kept walking. They tried to protect him. His loyal few. But loyalty means nothing to fire. We burned through them. A full street in front of my building, in front of where Harper was, it became a war zone. People screaming not far, and fire everywhere. I heard him before I saw him.

if she was even alive, but there was too much noise from the war around us for me to hear her heartbeat so far away. Jackson’s familiar wolf raced in from behind Nova, and my hand moved to cover my mouth as Cain pulled his arm back and released the ball of fire. Jackson jumped forward, getting between them. The fireball made impact, and he howled in pain as he was consumed by the flames just as the ground opened up and Nova fell into it.

She had seen her share of vicious people, and she herself was someone who would do anything to get what she wanted; but Elliot was different from the vicious people. Because of how powerful and wealthy Elliot was, it would take someone with nine lives to defeat him in Aryadelle. Inside the ward, Charlie's body was completely wrapped in bandages except for his eyes and mouth. Wanda set the flowers and fruits she brought down against the table and consoled Charlie's mother. "Sis, this is not an accident," she said, "Elliot set the place on fire." When she spoke, Charlie who was lying on the bed reacted right away. He tried to nod but it caused him pain and his eyes were soon filled with tears.

The stone tablet trembled as a scorching golden fire pillar descended from above, enveloping Chase in its blazing embrace. In an instant, his body felt as though it were being torn apart. The fire's extreme heat bypassed his true essence armor, blistering his skin and leaving small, painful burns. "Get out of my way!" he roared, summoning his energy to resist the fiery onslaught. A thunderous explosion echoed as Chase stood defiant in the fire's searing grasp. His body trembled, and blood trickled from the corners of his mouth. Not far away, two black-clad figures stood tall, wielding dark halberds with an air of menace.

Sir Valerio spoke with a loud voice, holding up his hand, and the soldiers took heed to his words and stood waiting for the attackers. The revolution force rode towards them, and as they closed in, Sir Valerio dropped his hand, and a single arrow dipped in fuel and set on fire flew over Xavier’s soldiers and landed in the path Elliot’s revolution force rode on. The next second, a large plague of fire arose and encompassed the entire army of one thousand warriors and their horses. The frightened horses threw their riders off them and sought to escape the flame.

As the fire closed in on her, Margret felt increasingly helpless and weak, coughing relentlessly as her face turned red. As she stumbled and fell to the ground, Margret's body curled up as she struggled to breathe. The suffocating heat and smoke made her eyelids heavy, and she felt herself losing consciousness. Suddenly, a wave of intense heat passed over her leg, jolting her awake. Weakly, she managed to crawl away from the fire to safety. ** A large convoy pulled up to the burning house, and Charlie Sr. quickly emerged from his car as the door flung open.

Amid the chaos, some enemy wolves slipped toward the storerooms, setting hay ablaze to choke the defenders. Kade turned south to the storerooms, knowing the fire would spread too fast and cut off escape. Charollet followed, arms shaking, but she pressed forward. Another rabid soldier swung at her. She ducked, hitting his face with a grape-jar. He stumbled, blood streaming from his teeth. They reached the barns. Flames had licked the doors and wooden boards. Absolute heat. Kade pulled Charollet into a narthex doorway. “Not safe.”

Three girls jumped at once and ripped right through. At first, those who faced the open window, looks of terror in their innocent eyes, and flung themselves to the cold concrete below clearly did so out of fear of the growing flames. However, as Charlie continued to watch the macabre parade, the young workers who plummeted to their deaths did so as human torches, their clothes and hair already ablaze. Though the firefighters were doing their best to gain control, the fire continued to rage on until the stack of bodies on the ground was several deep.