Dantes Fire Novels & Stories

"You're the ones who called. Said it was about the Stadlar fire. I don't know if I can help you, but you sounded desperate. What do you want to know?" Dante pulled out a small notebook and placed it on the table. "We know it wasn't an accident. We know the fire was intentionally started. We just want to know what you remember. You were there, weren't you?" Hector’s hands trembled slightly as he took a sip of his coffee. He looked around the cafe, his eyes darting from person to person as if he expected someone to be watching them. "I was there. It was one of the worst I've ever seen. The house was engulfed in flames, like a furnace. But there was something wrong. The way it burned... it was

Just as I thought I might finally slip into sleep, I was plunged into a nightmare that felt all too real. Flames engulfed the world around me, the sky an angry red. The ground cracked beneath my feet as I stumbled through the chaos, desperately calling out for Dante. “Dante? Where are you?” My voice was swallowed by the roar of the fire, panic rising like bile in my throat. I needed him; I needed my friends.

Dante. Around her, the East Gate burned. And the war that had been building for months had finally exploded into the open.

Dante told him. "Stop teasing him Dante." Camilla scolded him. She turned to Geremia. "we are leaving now, are you staying?" she asked. "Nah, there is nothing left here. I will leave too" he replied. "Let's go then." Dante said. The three of them left the party together. .............. THE NEXT DAY Geremia was at one of the warehouses overseeing the off loading of a shipment, when his phone dinged with an alarm. He looked at his phone, it was the fire alarm of his house notifying him that it had just put out a fire.

Danelle said grabbing her phone from her pocket "The city is probably on lockdown right now and I can't even make a call there's no fucking network here " I quickly checked my phone and really there was no network ,just great..There was silence for a while as both of us tried to think of what to do next..It was really dangerous staying in the car with such a storm on our heads.. "You stay here ,I'll be back" Danelle said after a while and I eyed her like she had grew two heads as she stretched her hand out to opened the door but I caught her arm quickly

Flames A Rare kind of witches, extinct. The last Flames were burned down by common witches for the crime of being unique. Flames powers consist of Fire. Manipulating fire, imagining it, using it for one's need, and lastly illusions. Flames and Werewolves are the only supernaturals that can coexist without feeling a need to be at war with each other. There have come a time where a werewolf mate had to be a flame and the flame had to have an "Ignis" ( a soulmate ), they called him ignis because the wolves ignited the flames' fire. Just like the wolves, the Flames tend to have a short temper. When the werewolves started becoming extinct, the flames lashed out on families, friends, and mainly on

I let the power of fire course through me as I tried to find any way to break from his grip. I was at a complete disadvantage. He had me pinned against him. My legs locked against the wall. I was no way to move out of his hold. The only way to get out was to hurt him and run. I let the fire course through me as I gripped him tighter. The heat burned into him, but he refused to pull away. Driven by something I had never witnessed before. Just as the smell of burning flesh filled my nose, the door swung open. Garren's eyes widened in surprise before he saw the fear in my eyes. The purple in his eyes glowed brightly.

A waitress rushes up to Didi and pulls her toward the dance floor. She hesitates but ends up following the other waitress with the encouragement of the bartender. Cazzo. Cazzo. Cazzo. I'm still pushing people, and I hear the bartender on the side yelling to another bartender in formation something like: "It's the girls' fifteen minutes. This is when they get to have their fun, and they come back after." I. WILL. SET. THE. WORLD. ON. FIRE. Didi is dancing with the other waitress, who, no doubt, must also be a whore.

She had been part of the project that had unleashed this hell on the world. "This can't be real." I whispered, my voice shaking. "She wouldn’t have—" “Maya,” Daniel interrupted, his voice tight. “There’s more.” I looked up, and he handed me another file. This one was thicker, the pages dog-eared and stained with something I didn’t want to think about. I opened it, and the first thing I saw was a map—our region, marked with red X's. Target zones. “I think this is where The Burning started.” Daniel said, pointing to the map. “These are the areas that were hit the hardest.”

Nora asked. "Yeah, what about it?" Alice asked. "When my dad got to the scene, he found the car in flames and few officers were hurt," she said. Alice was shocked. "Jesus!" She screamed. "It's terrifying," Nora sighed. She decided to change the subject. "How are the boys? Are they awake?" She asked. Alice nodded, still trying to recover from her shock. "Let's go in then," Nora said and walked into the hospital. Alice dragged her feet lazily behind her. She was still immersed in her thoughts that she wasn't focused on her surroundings. She accidentally bumped into a man.