Daughter Of Fire Book の小説・ストーリー

And it's ironic because that day was the first day he ever truly called my name with compassion. Blinking away the memory, I bend over the sink and splash water on my face, a devilish grin on. Maybe Papa was right when he said I was from the devil. Else, which child would tie her father to his favorite wooden chair and set him on fire? I felt nothing that day, even though I had a beating heart. I didn't pity him, even though I had a soul that was meant to be kind. Then again, maybe I was once an angel, a mockingbird killed by the wickedness of the ones I loved the most. Maybe it was Papa that turned me into the devil I became today.

One man asked as if he was expecting Rebekah to give away her daughter’s whereabouts. Rebekah turned her face to her daughter, “Mirabel, don’t be scared. I know it’s not fair, I know this is going to hurt, but don’t worry. We’ll meet your father soon, together.” Rebekah said and let out a soft cry. Tears rolled down her eyes. And right in front of her eyes, they set fire to her daughter. What followed was antagonizing. Screams of despair and agony and pain from her daughter who was being burnt alive. Shirley’s heart started pounding hard and fast. She tried to move from her position to go save them but she couldn’t move an inch of her body, just her eyes. It was as if someone had held her an

He never suspected the real reason. Because the truth was, Fiona wasn't even his daughter. She was the child of that mistress and her ex-husband. So, after all these years, Dad had been happily raising another man's child. Mom had been doting on the daughter of the woman who betrayed her. And I, their only biological child, had been nothing but an unwanted afterthought. A failed experiment. Not long ago, these were the same parents who had screamed at me to go die when I was drowning in depression.

Others were already burning since they had touched the fuel. I held onto the woman in my arms but she had snapped to the dark side of our brains, her animal genes had taken over completely with her snapping, biting and groaning to be set free. “ Emma!”I kept on screaming for her, turning around to see her fifteen year old daughter on her knees screaming for her father who was burning. My hands suddenly dropped and Emma ran for the fire. I wanted to stop her, screaming and crying but Goddess I had only felt such pain once in my life and it had never been in that intensity.

“I think it’s time for YOU to be claimed, fire dragon! You need to be taught some manners!” “Kenna, NO!” Yhendorn says, reaching out to me. I know he would have protected me, but I don't need his protection. I am the daughter of the mighty fire dragon and the last Lycan. I see the three other dragons in the room shove their riders behind their backs, just as I unleash my fire on the despicable prince. The elves without dragons all dive out of the path of my fire. I’m sure they’ll have scorch marks, burns that will no doubt leave scars. Good, let them remember what it means to take on a fire dragon.

I opened my eyes only to watch him bend down, and light a fire under our feet. The fire spread fast. Within a minute, it was surrounding me and Alesio in a circle, and reaching up to our waists. My feet had started to burn, and it was just getting severe. I clenched my teeth tightly, but soon the pain became overwhelming. I looked down, and then I saw my own flesh melting in the fire. That is when I screamed. Dad stood in front of me, staring at me with pity in his eyes but his heart was not soft enough to let his daughter stay alive. To let go of the greed that had made him more and more blind over the years.

The fire recognized her, folding around her like kin, like it had been waiting centuries for this moment of contact. The woman cupped Adelaide’s cheek. Her touch was pure fire—and pure comfort. The woman smiled—a soft, aching smile that made something deep in Adelaide twist painfully. “Daughter of Fire,” the woman whispered without moving her lips. “Wake.” Adelaide reached toward her. The fire parted and the dream shattered.

" I could hear Uncle Kilian mumble as he grabbed Braze's neck. I could hear his laboured breathing yet I was still hanging upside down. I watched as Uncle Kilian dug his knees deeper on his chest and then the sound of a bone cracking, made me lose my calm, completely. " I said STOOOOOOOP IT.......... " A line of fire swirled around Uncle Kilian before diverting towards a wall and falling on the ground as the floor caught fire. I could feel the warmth radiating through every vein. It was as if my blood had turned into liquid flame.

"The deceased is your daughter—Danica Lockwood." Mom stared blankly at the officer, repeating over and over, "Danica? Danica? How could it be her? That's impossible! We spoke with her just last week—no, half a month ago!" Tears welled up in Dad's eyes. He held Mom tightly to keep her from collapsing. "You're telling me... The one screaming in the fire that night was my daughter, Danica? I'm a firefighter. I heard the cries for help, but I couldn't save my own daughter from the flames?"

With watery eyes, she looked up to see it was none other than Flame. "Step away from the door cutie" Flame said and the girl obeyed With force, Flame kicked the door and it broke itself open. "Mommy!" The girl exclaimed and the woman trapped in there rushed out, hugging her daughter tightly "Quick, let's leave now before the fire intensifies" Flame said said and they nodded then began rushing out of the room The mother and the daughter got out but just when Flame was about to cross, some planks fell down, blocking the door.