Fahrenheit 451 Novels & Stories

(Take your gun out and throw it towards the back corner. When Hades made no move the voice said “Remember that you are short on time” He got his gun out from the inside of the coat and threw it away. “Ákou tóra prosektiká. Xéro óti tha párete tin apófasi polý grígora giatí prépei na to échete ídi skefteí. Den tha ysteríso ton prosdokión sas. Epiléxte éna apó aftá kai vgálte ton apó edó prin ekrageí i vómva” A timer came into view and Hades saw that its countdown was timed three minutes.

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She stated before correcting her statement, "Oops! Sorry. I forgot that basically, all of you lot died in the front yard." "Well, of course. Did you really think those traitors and murderers would've given you a book that praised the Flames in such way? They don't want you here or alive at that matter. I, on the other hand, want nothing more than to help you, but I can't." The lady sounded distraught, almost embarrassed that she couldn't do more. "Why?" Ruby questioned, knitting her eyebrows in confusion. She was thicker that usually as she answered the Hart girl, "Because that's your mission. Only your ignis can help you."

"Did you call me a crybaby?" His body rears up, his front legs as high as three men, and flames shoot from his mouth as he... laughs? The idiot is laughing. I notice the lighter shade of his underbelly and fist the hand that is missing a blade. His belly is the kill zone where I will end his miserable life. I look around and see a door about eight feet away. The heat from his laughing fire heats my skin. I run for the door. With all the bad luck I've had it's a miracle that the door opens and I can slip inside.

She hesitated. That was her book. As she reached out for it, his hand moved at the same moment. Their fingers touched-just a graze-and a current pulsed between them like the flick of static before a storm. He looked at her.His eyes were grey-blue. Calm. Intense. Searching. "You have good taste," he said, voice low and smooth. Clara felt her heart trip. "Neruda's kind of... essential." He pulled the book from the shelf, opened it to the third page, and without looking down, quoted: "I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees."

I sighed, knowing his main purpose was nothing but death. "No problem, you know you're my number one right," I said in a playful tone, chuckling. I might as well make his last memory of me a good one, right? "Oh whatever, Athena Hendrix. I know. I will always be your number one," he said, a smirk crawling up on his face. I cringed as I looked at him. "I take that back," I said, pretending to gag. He laughed and turned to look at me.

The sweet girl seemed to be in love with Clinton since after that day they met at the club, love at first sight. The movie they went to see at the cinema was a very popular movie, Fast and Furious. It was at Sage Cinema they went to, one of the very famous cinemas in the town. As they stepped in, they got a space to stay very comfortable and dimmed. Shortly, the movie started showing as they enjoyed the interesting actions the movies portrayed. An hour and thirty minutes of the movie had gone by, Alexia was already feeling tired and sleepy not withstanding the fact that the movie show was boring. She rested her head on his body as relentlessly gummed her body to Clinton’s. Clinton found his

“Okay but what if am not ready to answer a question” “Just say so and we will skip that question” I said and she nods. “Okay, first off, favorite color?” She asks. “Blue or probably black. Favorite movie?” I said. “Hawkeye. Favorite song?” “Believer by Imagine Dragons. Meat or Vegetable?” “Meat. Favorite food?” “Spaghetti. Genre of music?” “Pop. Books or movies?” “Movies. Hobby?” “Writing. How about you tell me more about you?” She asks.

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.

with as much sass as possible. He snorted and said "Be ready babe, your 48 hours starts at 8 tomorrow! I hope you are all set to have a wild time" I could feel him smirking before the line got disconnected. Is it just me or is it getting hot in here? phew! I asked myself while getting out of the store and fanning my face. I couldn't stop my giddiness now. I can't wait for tomorrow!