Novelas y relatos de Crossfire

They quickly formed a new group chat and left out Cyrus, Zoey, Kenneth, and Chloe. Since the Frostfall began, every building had spawned dozens of side groups. Distrust and two-faced survival filled every corner. [What do we do? Cyrus is angry. He's going to kill us. We don't have guns. How can we fight him?] Someone finally found the courage to speak after the panic faded. [Cyrus doesn't talk sense at all. We only tried to discuss something with him, and he opened fire.] [What scares me is how many people he has shot in the last few days. How much ammunition does he even have? Why does a normal person have so many bullets? And how does he own a sniper rifle?]

As I was about to open my mouth again, I was interrupted by the voices that had grown more terrifying. “Run!” They cried. “RUN!” In a heartbeat, the cold air was replaced by a sudden wave of searing heat, prompting me to spin around and face the horrifying sight before me. The manor, where thousands of Farsuleias had left a mark on the history of our lineage, was now consumed by a raging inferno, its flames eagerly dancing upon the foundations. My breath caught in my chest as I watched the fire's voracious hunger devour everything in its path.

Reggie said looking apologetic. Fred nodded. His eyes getting teary. "I just want my best friend back," he said, his voice cracking. "I'm sorry," Reggie said. They hugged each other. Alice and Nora watched the scene from a distance. "This is so cute," Alice said. "Like a little reunion huh," Nora said. They both giggled. A car sped towards Reggie and Fred. They didn't notice it as they were still in each other's arms. "No!!!" Alice and Nora screamed at the same time as the car ran over them.

I felt the weight of everyone’s gaze, Alex and Elysia watching from the clearing edge, Remy stepping closer, silent as always. Remy’s eyes narrowed. “Frostfire,” he said softly. “It hasn’t appeared in generations.” I blinked at him. “Frostfire?” He nodded slowly. “A rare manifestation of Phoenix energy. Powerful. Unpredictable. Dangerous if left unchecked.” The flames pulsed once, then collapsed into nothing, leaving frost on the ground, shimmering faintly in the sunlight. My breath came in quick, sharp bursts. “You’re… extraordinary,” Twix murmured, studying me carefully. “You’ve inherited something beyond anyone’s expectations.”

“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.

"It's simple. I merely want justice. Mr. Watch, I hope you'll investigate everything that happened at the bank today. Spare the innocent, and make sure those who harm your interest pay the price." Felix's gaze swept over Chester and the rest. Chester immediately trembled in fear. "Sure, I'll grant your request. Bring in the best equipment immediately so Spencer here can track the thieves!" I sat down at the workstation and resumed tracking the thieves' location. Their firewall was stronger than before, so it took me some time to break through. Seeing no code appear on the screen, Chester sneered. "Can you recover the money or not? Don't drag all of us down with you. If anything goes wrong, y

Horatio laughed coldly and said, "You don't need to struggle anymore. With your level of skill, you can never escape! "No one can fight against my Flame Arrow Sea, not even those who are on my level! You have no hope of doing so!" Horatio was filled with confidence. Although Caine was in a realm slightly higher than his, he was still far too young and had limited knowledge. He had no idea how terrifying Ghostfyre was. If a mere spark fell on Caine, he would be swallowed up in a sea of fire in just the blink of an eye. Besides, nothing in the world could extinguish Ghostfyre. Even if all air was removed, it wouldn't stop its relentless burning.

"What is it?" Eva motioned for everyone's attention, and the pack members gathered around a designated area. A hush fell over the crowd as they watched in anticipation. Suddenly, flames erupted, dancing and twirling in mesmerizing patterns. A chorus of gasps and applause filled the air as the pack witnessed the breathtaking display of fire manipulation. Skilled members of the pack, known as the Pyrokinetics, had choreographed a spellbinding performance. Their control over fire created stunning shapes and figures, illuminating the night with flickering lights and radiant warmth.

They were loaded with barrels of Sun-Fire, an alchemical liquid that burned even on ice. "First volley!" Caspian roared. "Shields!" Kaelen yelled, lunging forward to pull me off the bridge just as the first barrel streaked through the sky like a falling star. The world turned into a roar of orange flame and screaming iron. The siege had truly begun.

that life would burn them to ash. "Eryx, I have to be the Relay," I said, my sunset-gold fire flaring as I felt the first "Combustion-Spikes" coming from a pack in the Southern Delta. "I can't go to all of them, but I can use the Sovereign-Fang to turn the North into a Global Grounding-Wire."