Fire And Blood Epub Novels & Stories

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I'm losing control and I'm seconds away from breathing fire. She slaps me and the fire pushes back a bit. She's glorious in her anger and I can't touch her or I'll never let go. I glance at Mikael. "Control your woman and get her out of here." Pepper tries to run, but Mikael grabs her. Just seeing him touch her pushes smoke from my nostrils and small sparks shoot from my mouth. "Take her away," I roar as I head for my perch where I can release the flames.

"Let me tell you something. Think of today as a lesson and stop trying to cause harm to me, because... you're no match for me." "You!" Sharon was furious. She wanted to cuss at Kisa. However, she was in pain from the grip on her chin, so she could not throw a deathly glare at her. Kisa chuckled, "This time, I'll let you go for Mr. Tanner's sake. Besides, I've recently been investigating the true perpetrator behind the fire. If I learn that you had something to do with the fire, then... Even God won't be able to save you."

“And that little fire inside of you? It will burn out soon enough. You will die here, just like her.” His words pierced through the fog of grief like daggers, igniting something deep within me. Anger, raw and uncontrollable, surged through my veins. My entire body trembled, every fiber of my being screaming for vengeance. Hazel’s blood was on his hands. And he dared to mock her? I wouldn’t let him get away with this. Not after what he did. Not after everything he’d taken from us. Suddenly, the heat inside me exploded, like a dam breaking. Fire, red-hot and searing, erupted from the tips of my fingers, rushing up my arms and enveloping my entire body. The flames danced around me, burning with

A flame. “Don’t—” Orion had lunged forward, but it was too late. My foot touched the carved sigil in the center. The ground ignited in a ring of violet fire. I screamed, not from pain, but from the overwhelming sense of recognition. Something inside me cracked wide open. My blood roared like a storm; my skin shimmered with the same strange black fire that danced in Orion’s veins. He caught me, his hands around my wrists, anchoring me. And then… something shifted. The fire spiraled between us, pulling us together in twin coils of energy, shadows and embers entwining like a heartbeat trying to sync. A rush of heat and shadow surged between us. My knees buckled. My vision blurred.

It did not stop him. “Fire is a language you speak.” It whispered. Sipho struck the match. For a few seconds, nothing seemed to happen. But then the flame caught and violently spread across the floor. A wave of heat appeared. Smoke started to fizz in the air ; it was thick and black, and it brought the scent of old rituals, old lies, and old blood. …

Stupid heart. A book dropped to my desk and before I could speak, the culprit walked away in haste with Zayn. It was his chemistry book. Was he lending it to me? Or was he setting a trap? He might tell people that I stole it because I missed the class. Well, since he dropped it, I might as well look at it. I browsed through it, gradually getting to the topic we had learned that day. It was well-detailed, more than the previous notes.

I screamed, but it wasn’t heat, it was guilt, raw and molten, sinking into bone. Every scream I had silenced, every lie I had swallowed, every drop of blood I had spilled for the sake of loyalty, it all ignited. The fire wasn’t burning me alive. It was burning away the lies I had built to survive. Pedro’s laughter echoed around me. Mia’s eyes stayed fixed, hollow and endless. And the Hollow’s voice grew louder. > “Leadership born of blood cannot command peace.” I tried to stand, but my legs buckled. The fire moved through me like a living thing, searing through my veins, crawling under my skin. My hands caught fire, then my chest, my eyes. I screamed until my voice gave out.

And deep in my gut, I realized—this wasn’t just about saving the woman in my arms. This was about me. About the fire. About what I was becoming. Lena’s voice cut through the tension. “Elias, whatever you’re doing, do it fast.” The figures lunged. And the fire inside me erupted. Flames burst from my core, searing through my veins like liquid lightning. It wasn’t just heat—it was power, raw and unrelenting, spilling out of me in waves. The moment it touched the air, the shadows recoiled, their eerie forms twisting as if in agony.

The whole meadow seem to have been changing, and twisting into something darker, like a sweet dream and a horrible nightmare were merging to become one. “Please!” I cried. “Stop! I’m here, I’m here... just look at me, please!” And finally, he halted. Then, slowly, he began to turn to face me and when his beautiful blue eyes met mine... My blood ran still. There’s fire in them. Anger... but at the same time devastation. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers. And the lore began to burn. The ground splitted open in long, jagged scars. Fire flooded it from beneath, making sure to swallow everything in its path... the wolves, the Lycans, even the war itself. Painful screams echoed through th