Fire And Fury Book Novels & Stories

Austin and I hadn't talked for days. I hurriedly made my way to the wooden hut. As soon as I opened the door, the familiar figure I'd been yearning for days appeared before me. I heard a loud thump of my heart banging against my ribcage. "I want to claim my prize." Then, Austin closed the distance between us with just one long stride. He held my head in his hands and kissed me deeply. His kisses were hot and passionate. He was as hungry as a wolf that had been starving for days. His eyes were like a whirlpool oozing with honey as they drew me into the vortex.

It needed to be snapped or killed or it needed to be appeased or fed; they could douse the fire or they could add fuel to the flames. The problems with these flames was that Finn was entirely sure they would burn him alive if he ever succumbed to them. It was something he had never felt before, this fire that had flared up high that night at the party and spat viciously every time they saw each other; it was dirty and ferocious and seemed perfectly content to build slowly inside of him until he couldn’t handle it anymore and when that happened, he wasn’t sure what he would do.

Making us vanish into nothingness. I need to react fast. This is bad, really bad. If she can catch on fire, she can do some real damage to my members. "Return to the pack ground, now," I commanded by the mental bond, and some of them were hesitant, but they obeyed. A few moments later, we ended up alone: the little red wolf, me, and the only woman I would take a silver bullet for. But Bardo, the Water Wizard, stood close by, ready to extinguish the fire.

You have got to be kidding me. That's when my patience comes to an end, my hair Flames and my eyes turn white and ashen. "Get off that bed before I light it on fire with you on it," I snarl, her eyes have grown wide, I guess me lighting on fire wasn't what she was expecting. "Now you are going to do as we say or so help me I'm going to burn that blond hair of yours to a crisp."

To her greatest bewilderment, it didn’t seem like it was totally irrelevant and it read thus; “let me start by saying a very big sorry to you. It’s me Ekaris, I was the one that called earlier during the day. This is what I should have done earlier before now, but the courage and morale to do that was lacking in me. I feared how grieved and angry you were and probably you are …. I never meant all those stuffs to happen regardless that they have. It was my foolishness, selfishness and I that should be blamed….most especially me for possessing such bad and insane qualities. Whatever you feel right now is right, I really deserve no mercy. I know right from time, I couldn’t just do things on my

After a tense silence, Thomas finally sounded utterly defeated. “That’s enough! Stop! The rescue team is already on the way! “Just… go around, don’t come this way.” I exhaled sharply and yanked the wheel, turning the car around. I had gambled right. However, moments of relief were immediately replaced by a wave of heat even stronger than before. Smoke burned in my lungs, and all I could hear was the relentless crackling of the fire. I fought to control the car, spinning through flames and smoke, gripping the wheel with every ounce of strength.

The marsh beyond the hollow walls stirred as if holding its breath. She felt everything. Rowan’s fury. Lucien’s hunger. Her own rising storm. She lifted her hands—fire and frost blazing in perfect symmetry. The marsh answered. Roots erupted through the floor in long, twisting spears. Fire burst from her palms in a column of gold, but frost intertwined with it—blue-white veins snapping through the flames like ice lightning. Wolves howled as frost sealed their paws to the stone, while the fire seared the air around them.

I rose in an instant, fury pulsing through my chest. “The council ledgers, the trade logs, the entire building is on fire. It's obviously a deliberate work and it seems like fire ripped through the roof like it was soaked in oil.” My hands shook, my heart trembled but anger… fury bounced inside of me even more. I pushed past him, running through the open compound toward the Eastern quarters, my heart palpitating alongside me. The flamers towered like an inferno, licking the sky,embers raining down like stars set ablaze. My heart almost stopped.

Prologue II: Pyre, 3113 Pyre Av 5, 3113 Stephan Caliphus, King Everything was on fire the night he finished the book in the back room of a borrowed house. He laid his glasses down on the desk in front of him and rubbed his tired eyes. The crackling of flames could be heard as the city burned all around them. The blood curdling screams of the men in the streets where they died was enough to make the blood of the fiercest warrior run cold, but he was a man of empathy and it hurt him more than it did the others.

FURY. It surged through her veins like wildfire racing over parched ground, hot enough to burn away every trembling thought. Her breath hitched, her vision narrowed, and the world became nothing but him. Cian’s sneer, his hand digging into her waist, the cold certainty in his eyes that she would break.