Chicago Fire Shay Novels & Stories

The rider felt fear so deep his hands that gripped the handlebars shook intensely, he just couldn't bear the thought of losing her. The flames were blazing as Scar dismounted his bike in a hurry, the rest of the riders were close behind him and were picking up Myers without a second thought, leaving Scar to search the lot for his girl. Men and woman stood looking at the flames in sadness, some with tears in their eyes but that didn't phase Scar. He needed to know where she was. Though, that was when Scar took a good luck at the great inferno. It was Lani's shop.

I raised my tail and let it crash down, causing a loud crash and shudder throughout the club. “Willow, is shifting!” I hear Nix say. I can’t look toward her right now. Drake grabs hold of my massive shoulders and holds on. He digs his long claws into my flesh beneath my scales and begins to emit a heat that turns into fire. It burns as hot as lava. I let my own heat radiate from me. The two elements of fire mixed and soon there's so much fire and heat around us that if anything gets close it will go up into a blaze. The fire alarm system kicks in, but the sprinklers have no effect. I barely hear Nix’s muffled screams.

Not long after she returned to Afterglow Lodge, Damien came in, too. Seeing her unhappy expression, he went over and wrapped her in his arms, speaking softly. "Sera, I know asking you to trade your life for Layla is unfair to you. Layla is weak, so it makes sense that Dad and Mom dote on her more. But you still have Leo and me. "You must remember, no matter what happens, we'll always be by your side." Seraphina looked at him quietly. They were talking about trading lives. She would trade her life for Layla's and go through an agonizing rebirth through soul fire.

Christian smirked and leaned against the chair “Trav, buddy, please excuse us, and please ask one of the employees to bring some cold water… I feel someone is on fire,” Christian said, throwing a lazy glance at Travis, who nodded repeatedly and was already rushing to the door. He knew when to stay because this was indeed his cue to leave the scene. Immediately, the door closed. Shania slammed her folded fist on the desk with so much anger that Christian dramatically closed his eyes “Okay…so…”

She released her grip on the lighter. "No!" The gasoline ignited instantly. Flames swallowed the orphanage, surrounding Shirley in a wall of fire. "Cough! Cough!" Smoke choked her, making it almost impossible to breathe. "Shirley!" Oscar tried to rush in, but the flames surged higher, stopping him in his tracks. Jamie, ignoring the danger, dove straight into the fire. "It's okay, Shirley. I'm here." "Jamie! No, don't come in! Cough… You'll die…"

The fewer these people, the better the world would be. “You…” “You crippled me?!” “How dare you?” “How could you?” Shay had a twisted look on her face as she gritted her teeth. She wanted Harvey dead so badly… She managed to stumble off the ground, but her body trembled, and she fell again. Shay, who had always prided herself as a top disciple, was filled with nothing but rage. She was sure she had the ability to become Heaven’s Gate disciple, but she was already crippled while she was busy showing off.

If anything, I was glad Shay had had the chance to be normal. As normal as the kid of a nomadic artist could be, at any rate. “You feel no shame for that, do you?” he questioned roughly, his hand on the teapot turning white, making me wonder how long the china would withstand such pressure. “I’ve not been back in your stratosphere for a week. Declan’s been shot, I had to kill a man, my home was invaded, one of your men was murdered on my street, I’ve had to move houses, and I discovered that a close personal friend is a Fed.” I gritted my teeth. “If you think I feel any shame at letting Shay avoid any of that, you’re as crazy as they say.”

She could control it—she had to control it. Aiden leaned close, whispering against her ear. “This is your choice, Evelynn. Your fire. Your path. But you’re not walking it alone.” She drew a deep, shuddering breath, letting the words anchor her. She pressed her hand firmly to the dais again, feeling the pulse of the fire sync with her heartbeat, bright and unrelenting. “Show me,” she whispered, and the ruins responded, glowing, revealing secrets long buried. The shadows shifted at the edges, but this time, Evelynn didn’t flinch. She didn’t hesitate. She wasn’t the girl who had trembled in the forest. She was the fire, and it was hers to command.

Lilly The northern ridge burned. Not from fire. Not yet. But I felt it coming in my bones, in the slow twist of my gut, in the way the air shimmered around the edges of Logan’s silhouette as he stared at the live feed with eerie calm. “They’re cloaked,” he said, still standing at the center of the war room. “Using that shadow tech from the Blight Wars. But it’s old. I can see through it.” Cassian muttered a curse and typed faster at the console. “He’s not wrong. I’ve got heat signatures now—seven confirmed. That’s an assassination squad.”

"Let me tell you something. Think of today as a lesson and stop trying to cause harm to me, because... you're no match for me." "You!" Sharon was furious. She wanted to cuss at Kisa. However, she was in pain from the grip on her chin, so she could not throw a deathly glare at her. Kisa chuckled, "This time, I'll let you go for Mr. Tanner's sake. Besides, I've recently been investigating the true perpetrator behind the fire. If I learn that you had something to do with the fire, then... Even God won't be able to save you."