Escape From The Furnace Book Series Novels & Stories

Necessary. The window opens. The fire escape is visible. Old. Rusted. Possibly unsafe. Daniel goes first. Then Mara. Then me. The heat presses behind us. The ground waits below. We climb down. The metal is hot. The air grows cooler. The ground approaches. We reach the bottom. The fire department is arriving. Sirens wail. Lights flash. The professional response. Too late. Or timely. Depending on perspective. We stand. The three of us. The warehouse burns behind us. The past consumes itself.

I asked loudly but didn't get any response from him, so I just decided to read what was written on it. "Darkness, blood, and death will soon invade our world. Flamis, Glaciers, Baylans, and of all tribes are in danger. Only the Fated Savior can save us all! Born in a forbidden love but was blessed with four great guardians as protectors. We must find her!" I shifted my gaze back at Cool after reading the page containing their so-called 'prophecy'. "So, how does this explain everything?" I asked with a doubtful look. "Simple. You are the Fated Savior and I am one of your guardians. Do I need to tell more?" He answered with a cold expression.

Reese had caught her. "So you really have to work on your mission again," he said, a little mockingly. He shone the beam again into the dark hole and then rose when nothing in it stirred. "Make sure they don't run away." He turned around and left me for a moment to get the backpack. The unknown proles boys growled and scratched the net, trying to escape, getting more and more entangled in the tangle. It wasn't just the smell of the cough syrup that drove them insane, but the fact that they were trapped.

**<< Always. He looked past Silas, out the back window of the speeding van. The Aerie grew smaller, consumed by its own inferno. Embers rose on the thermals, glowing against the dark smoke like malevolent stars. They weren't free. They were fleeing one firestorm, heading straight into another, larger one. The hunt had ended. The war for survival had just begun. And somewhere out there, Dr. Aris Thorne might be holding the match.

--- Aftermath As the trial faded, Emma and Steve collapsed into the Archives’ resting chamber, both panting, skin warm and coated in sweat. Long and Sarah rushed to them. “You passed?” Long asked, voice cautious. Emma nodded. “I saw everything I could build… and everything I’d have to lose.” Steve wrapped an arm around her. “She passed with both eyes open.” Sarah smiled. “Then we’ll survive. Because that’s the only kind of creation that matters.” --- Beyond the Flame Far beneath the Archives, deeper than even the Sovereign’s Iceweave could reach, the Furnace Core stirred. Two flames now burned inside it.

“So, that is when you and your brothers decided to leave?” “We were thinking about it, but the council forbade our leaving. Saying it would not be a good example to the people as they look up to us as being of royal blood. My brothers and I talked and planned for weeks on our escape. All the ships were being dismantled. It was the council's way of keeping everyone on the planet. What they didn’t know was my brother Lucas knew how to repair ships. So, he stole a ship late one night and hid it to finish making repairs for the long journey.”

She could barely open her eyes," Beta Hashmuk explained. "So that means there is a traitor in here." "That person had been with us long ago, and I am sure she or he is ogling at us as if he is the most honest person in here after helping that sinner escape." Karina fumed. She turned around, sending her burning stare at everyone of them. She knew the culprit who had helped Elinda Milburn escape wouldn't dare look straight into her eyes even for a second. "Am sure she had left trails behind. "Was she bleeding, beta Hashmuk?" She asked, leading the guards behind the dungeon.

But what if he already had? The fire in Sky Town didn't start by accident. It had been a planned attack. What if the whole idea of those arsons was to create a distraction? All they needed was someone from the inside, someone capable, and someone who had access to the core... Shudders ran down my spine as my thoughts focused on everything that happened the previous night. Did Asriel finish the evacuation? Was everyone safe? What happened to Theresa? She had exited the tunnel less than a minute before I did. Did she escape? Or was she captured by Eric and his warriors...? Anxiety filled every fiber of my skin. I needed to get out of here, but to do that, I needed to break the spell that block

Mathius points out. Kyllyan and I turn when he speaks. Color me surprised that he, Keegan, and Chance showed up. Emery is with them, and she apologizes for just showing up. I tell her this happened long before she ended up in our weird, insane asylum. Chance shoots me a dirty look when I call our group, clan, or whatever we call ourselves an insane asylum. I turn my back on him to return to finishing cooking brekkie. I hear the sound of my boys coming out of their rooms. They probably finally smelled my cooking. I smile when a pair of arms wrap around my waist. “You snuck out of bed.” Dylan whines.

Racing up to his leader, he spoke in a soft tone into Marcus’ ear. “What?” Marcus bellowed. “Where is he? Bring him to me!” “He is with the witches,” Joseph quickly explained. “What’s going on?” Freya demanded. Marcus turned to face Freya. “It seems that the vampire’s scientist has escaped their lair,” he snarled. “That’s good,” Freya said with satisfaction. “Bring him here so we can interrogate him about the goings on in that place.” “That won’t be so easy,” Joseph interjected. “He’s under the protection of the witches.”