Crossfire Novels & Stories

he exclaimed, bringing his hands over her frigid cheeks. Vapor exploded out of her mouth and then she spoke. “You’re back?” she asked, the movement brows crinkled noisily as ice flew off of her face with each movement. Miles moved to wipe her forehead, but a menacing growl vibrated up his arm. He pulled back, his wrist suddenly feeling like it was on fire. “He’s very protective,” she whispered. “Destroyer, it’s him. It’s Milo. He’s back.” Miles frowned down at the white wolf, who bared his fangs and snapped at him. Drool gathered and began to drip from his gleaming teeth.

The smoke and fire reached into the sky, stretching long, red fingers toward the scorching sun before falling back to the building with a sigh of relief. I stared in horror, the data was gone. The data that would prove Alessio was innocent had just exploded in a ball of flame and smoke. I leaned back against the seat, unable to tear my eyes away from the building and the fire. Whoever that man was had saved our lives. We would have gone up in flames along with him and the rest of the data. A spark of realization hit me and I whispered the truth.

The flames around them were magical in nature, but so was the water that poured down from the sky, drenching only a few hundred acres of North Georgia forest and nothing else. Gaps were appearing in the wall of fire that had separated the barn from the field of battle, and Shamira's allies started popping through. Reaper opened up on one of the flaming enemies with a high pressure water hose. Shamira liked the ingenuity. Sebastian leaped through another gap and started firing his handgun, slowing another enemy down but not killing it. A pickup truck came hurtling through an opening and ran over a third fire creature, then Bunny got out of the cab and ran like hell before the whole thing expl

It was buried under a murderous expression immediately. Cyril's back was on me. I could see what was actually going on. They are talking in their heads. Dastien nodded his head and lifted his both hands up in front of him. It felt as if they were arguing in their heads. He brought his hands back and forced them ahead, shooting fire at him. Eamonn raised his own hands and called for shadows, his smile never faded. "So, that was what you're training for." Cyril stood next to Dastien. He called for his fire. It danced around his hand, stronger and more powerful. He lifted it up and smacked his hand on the ground making everything shake.

I'm so sorry. A dwarf climbs onto Lucifrone and he finds her beautiful. “Lucifron, we have a mate.” - Zog says, disapprovingly. “But she is beautiful, and we are alone.” When the woman grabs Lucifron's cock and tries to introduce it into her pussy, a huge ball of fire hits her and she flies a few meters and hits a tree, falling unconscious to the ground. The other dwarves run angrily towards the source of the blast, but they are hit by another fireball and they also end up flying with the impact.

LOVE IN THE CROSSFIRE Florence A.S Chapter031: Power II The big day for Spencer and Kara keeps drawing close, Spencer travels to Columbus for the conference he has prepared for without the knowledge of anyone except Dave and Sofia. The conference went well and Spencer got what he always wanted, he flew to Cleveland to meet Sofia who was eagerly waiting for him. He went to her house, knocked on the door, and immediately Sofia opened the door with excitement, she hugged Spencer and they both went to the house to discuss.

“I don’t know how, but it’s back.” “Use it,” he urged, his voice filled with a renewed sense of hope. “You can turn the tide with it.” With a deep breath, I focused on the flames, letting them grow, feeling the power surge through me. I threw my hands out, and fire shot forward, consuming the enemies in its path. It was a beautiful and terrifying sight, the flames licking at the night sky, painting the battlefield in shades of orange and red.

Three pillars of fire bloomed across the realm, distant but unmistakable. One to the south. One to the east. One near the Umbra Divide. Xavier clenched the railing. “Duskwatch. Elenfir. Moonhold. All at once.” Ceres watched the flames rise like funeral pyres. “He didn’t just attack. He made sacrifices.” “Openings,” Xavier said. “Doors to something worse.” The sky shimmered. Above the burning horizon, a crown of Flame—wreathed in smoke, molten and impossible—flickered into view. Suspended for a single heartbeat and then gone.

And from this distance, I wasn’t supposed to be able to hear a damn thing but my hyper fixation on them made it very easy to. “Eyes front, Cara Mia,” he said to her while the endearment he used, my love, felt like acid against my own veins. Her spine went rigid, her eyes fluttering as she forced her gaze away from me and fixed it forward instead. Like she was ignoring me. My jaw locked as my nails pressed into my palm so hard I could swear that I had drawn my own blood. But then I exhaled slowly. The rage didn’t fade, not at all, it just settled. It had to. For now.

*Starblood Borderlands – Dusk* The air smelled of smoke before anyone saw the flames. Aiden rumbled restlessly inside Ryder’s chest as the wind shifted, carrying the acrid sting of burning pine. Somewhere beyond the ridges, Silver Fang was moving again—bolder now, testing the cracks Alpha Thorne had warned them about.