Chicago Fire Book Novels & Stories

The fire had completely subsided and we succeeded in putting it out. The fire was out and so were the books, unfortunately. My heart bled for the lost books and how far I was from finding out about my wolf and it’s history. But it was still a relief that we had put out the fire and nobody was hurt, it hadn’t been surpassed the four walls of the structure. “Oh my days, finally,”‘I sighed as I collapsed on the ground. I had done it, I had stood up for the pack and we had withstood the challenge.

Philip York, the lawyer, said that if I could find proof that Jeremy and Joy were in cahoots for a long time and that they wanted to kill me, then I would be at an absolute advantage. But I was recovering in the hospital and could not leave. Besides, Joy and Jeremy would definitely cover their tracks because of what had happened so that no one could find any clues. This whole mess had become problematic. I began regretting my impulsive decision to sever ties with them just now. Just when I had no clue where to start, I found a turning point. When I went to the doctor for a follow up, I ran into Joy, who came out of another doctor’s office.

Since I was the bookish and nerdy class belle, and Austin was the bad boy who couldn't care less about his studies, people naturally started paying more attention to our rumor since it was a topic of interest. Soon, the rumor spread like wildfire. It was totally out of our control. The other students never cared about the truth since they only listened to what they wanted to hear. Seeing that the rumor was starting to affect my daily life since literally everybody knew about it. Mom and Dad couldn't withstand the pressure anymore, so they filed a police report. They wanted the police to get to the bottom of this and clear my name.

For a moment, nothing happened. But then, like the splitting of atoms, the intense energy held within released its horrifying destruction. Not even Oliver could have imagined the power which had just been allowed to run free. It was like a miniature nuclear explosion, the way wave after wave of pressure and fire swept through the buildings. At each contact, paper and wood were shredded to the point of atoms and the granite which had stood for centuries, shattered into insignificant shards, and swept up into the growing tide. The dark night was broken with exploding, brilliant light and the previously cold, crisp air was now a fiery hot, blazing furnace. Every bit of matter was consumed and d

I thought I was prepared for this moment but I was so wrong. I can't stand the disappointed look on Caesar's face if I'll embarrass myself. He worked so hard for this too. He even went as far as inviting his friends and employees. Even his investors... I can't bear... "I've never seen someone so hardworking before. She worked so had to pull this and to say the least, I'm so proud of her. As Nikki Rowe said, Some women become reckless with the fire, some find every way to put it out and rise above with the ashes left behind. That's her." He trailed taking a brief break. Everyone was looking at him, paying attention to each word that drawled off his mouth.

he asks with his deep voice, staring intently at the man. This causes the man to lose focus for a while because of fear, but managed to bring himself back together after a while “The warehouse by the north side was beached sir” he says, panicking, even though he has not one anything wrong. “What do you mean breached?” he asks, his staring getting more intense with every word “The men there were badly beaten; I go to know about it because I went there to get the report of things there” he explains at once. Even though people has worked with him for a long time, no one wants to ever get to his bad side, or any of his brothers’ bad side, they know how sadistic they can be.

This peaks Faith's interest as she frowns at me. "Is this because of Chadley?" She asks hitting the bullseye I just nervously bite my lip as I break our eye contact. She sighs at this, gaining my attention. "Hanna, just because you were wrong about one persons intentions doesn't mean that everyone's intentions are horrible" she says with a motherly tone of voice "Yeah, well I'll never find out because I'm putting an end to whatever her and I have" I say with a newfound determination "Hanna, you and I both know that that's not what you want" Faith says with disappointment

we watched a couple of episodes of Naruto before passing out. ====================== “According to reports from reporters on the scene the CFD continues to try to contain the fire. A five-alarm fire at a warehouse on Noble Street. According to witnesses and reporters, two firefighters are injured from Station 19. They are being transported to the nearest hospital for treatment” I look up in shock when I hear the news I look up at the screen. That’s our station. I’m sure Beck was at that fire. I clench my fists. I know I can’t call anyone now, not when they’re busy at a fire. Even if I do call no one would answer.

She had almost forgotten about it with everything that had happened. “I’ll be right back,” she said, leaving the apartment. She walked down into the damp alley and squeezed past the stacked garbage cans waiting for pick up. The large bins reeked, and she hurried past them. “Where is it?” she mumbled under her breath. After she passed all the large disposal bins, Arder scanned the wall for any loose-fitting bricks. She ran her hands across the worn-out filling between them, eventually stopping at a cracked block. The mortar around it showed no signs of it ever being removed, but she knew better. She pulled out the smaller half of the brick to reveal an empty space the size of a cubby hole. It

“God, I hope I'm wrong.” * * * “He wasn’t wrong, was he?” Dylan asked. Bonnie shook her head. “It gets worse, though.” * * * She remembered the fire chief saying that the cause of the fire was her stove. He said that she'd placed a book too close to the gas cook-top and it had caught fire. She said that was impossible, but the fire investigator was adamant. She had put the book there. According to his report, she'd set the paperback copy of a book called, “You're Next” on the stove. It was a crime thriller by an author she'd never even heard of. She had told the police it wasn't her book, but there was no way to prove it.