Fem Pyro Novels & Stories

What was I supposed to say to her? “Yo King what’s up with you?” Atlas asks snapping his fingers in my face. I push him off glaring at him. “Come on let’s go and check out the scene.” I tell him walking toward the stairs. He bumps into me walking beside me. “The girl was only eighteen. From what I’ve heard there has been a string of rapes recently and the cyber team has been working on this case because they’ve discovered video tapes of the rapes on the dark web. It’s so fucking messed. These girls are already traumatised suffering through the rape, but the damn thing gets filmed and sent to them a month after their rape. It’s so fucking messed up…” Atlas turns extremely upset.

Pyrite was groaning and palming her tits as she stroked his freed cock, whimpering with each of my strokes. Pulling away from her, I groaned, missing her sexy taste already. Helping my brother, I pulled his pants and boxers down the rest of the way and then grabbed her ankle and put it over Pyrite’s hip, so their cocks were grinding together. I shove my cock next to theirs and then shoved two fingers deep into her pussy. Wishing we were balls deep into her pussy and ass. We all started thrusting our cocks together and I shoved my fingers deep into her quickly and then pulled them out, causing her to whimper and then moan as I smacked her sexy ass. “Oh, fuck!” Sapphire screamed out as she gri

Carlos handed me the glass and I took a long drag loving the burn in my throat. What is there to find about it? Everything is as clear as the sky. “ Theía Roxanne along with her lover made a plan to kill her brother. Even if the murder planning was not fully proven she still stole the location of our shipment and handed it to Seph’s father which turned all the things into havoc. So who is this man and what is his relation with that night or the incident surrounding it? The doctor came out of the room finally “Afentiko I think she experiences severe trauma. I have put the ointment on the road burns but there is no saying what when she wakes up or what will her reaction be. If you want, I will

Davis, who did not understand what Phoenix Fire was, shouted next to them, "Listen, this is a custom-made strong fiberglass that is extremely resistant to high temperature. Ordinary flames are useless..." While he tried to convince Qin Haodong, he saw a red light flash across the little fellow's eyes. Immediately, she opened her small mouth and a massive flame shot out. It seemed like a huge firebird was pouncing on the glass wall in front of her. "This... This is impossible!"

Perse said. “He’s got more than five supernatural powers within him.” “Have you ever heard of Pyrokinesis?” Perse asked and I thought for a while. “Isn’t that the controlling of fire with mind? Or fire manipulation, something like that?” I asked and they both nodded. “He has that ability too” She whispered and a light gasp escaped my lips. “So be careful” she added and I nodded even though I didn't mean it. How dare he hurt me? He messed with the wrong girl, I’m going to have my pound of flesh, no matter what.

Without a word, the warrior fell to the ground, writhed for some seconds and became still. Freya cackled in satisfaction, and then released a bout of fire to one third of the fifty, laughing when they burnt to ashes. Fikan. The flames on her hands. Fikan. Fire peculiar to the gods, alone. Fire fiery than hades. The knowing rang true in her mind.

NADIA MY RIVAL “What the fuck is your problem? Don’t you ever have anything better to do aside from always getting on my nerves, you little piece of shit?” Nadia screamed, voice sharp enough to cut through the post-game noise on the court. Her chest heaved, her skin glowing with sweat under the lights, full breasts straining against her sports bra as she glared pure fire at me. God, she’s stunning when she’s pissed. That fire only made me want her more.

All fighters stopped and looked at her, gasping for breath, blood pounding in their ears. “We fight not because we’re fearless,” she said, voice loud enough to command silence. “We fight because fear is no longer a luxury. Our daughters, our sons, our mates—our lands—they all depend on us now. Every one of you… is fire-born. Forge your pain. Let it shape you.” The women raised their weapons. “For flame! For pack!” A harsh howl erupted from the men's camp in the distance. In the center of the glade, Vladimir was shirtless and dripping with sweat, fighting two males simultaneously. His attacks were fierce, accurate, a blur of fury and control.