Drama Fire Novels & Stories

“I’m being rational.” “You’re being afraid.” I scoffed quietly and changed lanes. “Watch it.” The memory hit me again without permission. Her body was burning under my hands. The way she cried. The way she collapsed like something inside her had been unlocked. That wasn't an attraction and it wasn't a coincidence either. And I hated that I didn’t have an explanation yet. My phone buzzed. I answered without looking. “What’s the report? ” I asked. Darius didn’t bother with pleasantries. He never did when things were serious. “The fire started at the back of the stage. Electrical fault is the official story. But unofficially? It doesn’t sit right.”

👀 🔥 Court of Fire - Passion, rage, destruction, rebirth Lady Maelira Volarix - wild red hair, temper hotter than dragon breath, rumored pyromancer Lord Cassian Volarix - sharp jaw, sharper wit, plays politics like chess, fire dances in his palms 🌊 Court of Water - Emotion, healing, secrets, drowning beauty Lady Nymira Crestvale - stunning and silent, her tears are said to hold memories Lord Sylien Crestvale - high-born snob with ocean eyes, calm exterior, hides many betrayals

Nicholas' witch was muttering spells under her breath trying to stop Ruby from whatever it was she was doing but that just seemed to make the fire to grow higher and spread wilder, scaring Ruby more than she already was. "What's happening to me?! Somebody help!" That was when Clara and Van Langston finally came in. The fire that the brunette created was already weakening Nicholas, so all Clara had to do was push him a little farther towards the brink of death and Emmett came in to finish the job. Van, noticing the situation Ruby was in, vamp-sped towards her, trying to avoid getting burned to death before he finally was by her side. He held her close before vamp-speeding back to their so-cal

He dances his eyes around, hence the second, his words try to weave out, we both took heed of people screaming out of their minds. "What's going on?" He asked and while trying to get a grip on himself, one of his goons ran out to inform, he says, "sir, the mansion is on fire". Mr. Ajay almost fainted out of fear and immediately ran out to decern the same thing, "oh my goodness?"? He tries to run inside but was pulled back by the fire department.

The agony i felt was so much i could feel my chest burning in pain I could see lily getting up looking at me scared , afraid of what we both knew was going to happen to me, before turning to run in the opposite direction. I could feel my heart being crushed , as i felt my blood running out of me. Then suddenly i could feel my entire body burning inside, it was almost as if my entire body was on fire i could feel my throat burning with so much heat. Then just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore i opened my mouth letting out a ear bleeding scream, causing fire to extract from my mouth buring the entire beast in one. I could feel my eyes beginning to get heavy, as the last remaining body

It was only yesterday that I'd happily tried on my wedding dress. The more I thought about it, the more the fire seemed like a twisted, cruel joke. When the flames first broke out, I had followed the self-rescue methods my fiance, Daniel Ingram, had taught me. After covering my mouth and nose with a damp towel, I tried to open the bedroom door, but it wouldn't budge. The fire itself was odd, but it was even stranger that the door lock was broken. I soon became dizzy from oxygen deprivation. Barely holding on, I ran to the balcony to call Daniel.

Her face had been marked with red flames, curling over her eyes, her mouth, until she looked like she was burning. Gasps echoed around the room. Damien’s men scrambled, searching for the source of the projection, but Grace couldn’t move. Her body was locked, her heart slamming against her ribs. Another image appeared. This time, it wasn’t Grace. It was Damien. A younger Damien, bloody and bruised, dragging himself out of a burning building. The warehouse fire. The message was clear. The past was coming back. And Marcus was writing Grace into the same flames. “Cut the power!” Damien roared. Within seconds, the projection died, plunging the room into darkness again.

I rushed forward, trying desperately to stomp out the fire. But I was already dead. There was nothing I could do. I watched in despair as my three daughters were dragged into death by Ken's madness. Ken sat quietly on the floor, staring at the photo of us on his phone. The fire crept up their bodies. Pain twisted Bianca's face, and the girls' expressions were filled with agony. Ken kept smiling the whole time. The flames grew higher and higher. The three girls lost consciousness first. Soon, only Bianca and Ken were left awake.

“Oh right, the mother and daughter who d*ed are really tragic.” “The biggest fire was in their house.” “It’s a pity the three people there d*ed in the fire.” “Look, the fire started in their house.” Three? Does that mean the house that had someone who d*ed in the fire isn’t ours? I held onto the dextrose hanging stand and pulled it. I parted the curtain and approached the two who were chatting. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to overhear what you were talking about. Can I ask where you got the information about the fire you were talking about?”

Chapter 54 Set Fire and Burn by Ruth Nalio Alatap… I crested the hill, out of breath, just in time to see Zander fall to the ground. Angelica stood about ten feet away from them, her body covered in brilliant orange flames, wind whipping all around the crumbling city. I opened my mouth to yell for her to run when tornadoes began to drop all over the city. My eyes widened as her orange flames turned blue and white. What little had been left of her clothes quickly burned away, followed by her skin and muscle, until she was nothing more than a flaming skeleton.