Fire Country Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“There is no he! I just… maybe… fell into someone’s arms. Literally.” Cássia gasped so loud my phone speaker crackled. “Meu Deus, you did! Who is it? Tell me he was hot.” I peeked out from under the blanket, resigned. “Fine. He’s… a firefighter.” Her eyes went saucer-wide. “A firefighter? You landed in firefighter arms? Caro, that is prime romance novel material. Did you at least kiss him?” “No!” I sputtered, nearly spilling my coffee. “It wasn’t like that. I was chasing a cat, ”

He set the untouched drink aside and reached for his coat. Fire had rules. Fire did not look back. Fire did not involve itself in accidents or strangers. But tonight, Fire had collided with something cold. And for reasons he couldn’t yet explain, Alexander Steele knew this was not just an incident. It was the beginning of something dangerous.

Nothing beats a woman who knows how to please a guy, or one who is much too naïve to use words like fuck and dick on a regular basis. I suppose I have a thing for innocent types. They bring out the worst in me, craving me to corrupt their innocence in the most barbaric ways possible. When Cyrus responds, he doesn't look at me. "Trey, see this." I drain the liquor down my throat and turn to face him. I look up at the television, back against the counter. A house is on fire, and firefighters are rushing around, trying to prevent the fire from spreading and removing people away from the scene.

Assisted by Zephyr as a team of analysts and Richard as a researcher of the many contracts contained in the documents, their work quickly found a point to turn things around and what was in their hands now, was one of the many weapons that could be used to attack Grace and Edgar Langham. Fania herself was involved in the search for the files needed as she knew the layout of the files best. To her surprise, this bold move was supported by her father; Rupert. Rupert's arrival some time ago really made the atmosphere so emotional because Fania had not seen her father for a long time. Rupert's divorce from Grace made it difficult for Fania to meet her father. Apart from her mother's prohibition,

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.

“Did he touch you?”Damon asked in a whisper. I looked up into his eyes. He waited again for my answer. I hesitated again, giving him an answer. The fire in the fireplace suddenly exploded, raining ash everywhere. Jane screamed and ducked down, protecting her face and body from the heat. Michael turned to the fireplace in alarm but then looked at Damon again with big eyes. Damon still looked at me with his fingers on my face, a stone expression on his face and not fazed by the fire behind him. He stared into my eyes. Michael stepped forward, touching his shoulder. His hand suddenly lit on fire and he let out a scream and released Damon in an instant. “Damon! Control yourself!” Michael shouted

She growled before breathing out fire to his body. "I won't fail!. I won't fall to this pathetic monster!. I won't!" He whispered strongly in his mind as the fire charred most of his skin. For his parents,for Greece,For Arthur,Vincent and Sabrina,For Reece and for his Family. He won't fail!. He marched against the scorching fire with his eyes growing brightly more than ever. His body were healing quickly even as the fire burned. His veins were glowing green and so was the stake in his hand. It got to the point her fire stopped affecting him. Once he reached closer to her. He struck her quickly in the heart with a proud smile plastered all over his face.

Fear. I frowned. Fire was afraid? That didn’t make sense. Then I realized something. It wasn’t afraid of me. It was afraid of being controlled. My eyes widened. “You don’t like being forced either.” The flames suddenly became still. Karl and Selena all stared at me. I slowly raised my hand. “I won’t force you.” The fire moved closer. A small flame touched my palm. I didn’t move. The heat was intense, but it didn’t burn me.

Any hope of escaping through the front door had been completely extinguished. Smoke billowed thickly as I retreated to the bathroom, closed the door, and curled up helplessly in a corner. The fire scorched the walls, the air so hot that I struggled to breathe. I sent Daniel one last text before I could no longer move. "Farewell. I wish you a happy life together." Then, I shut my eyes, waiting for death's embrace. As everything went hazy, I knew there was no chance of making it out alive. …

Alex screamed her name rushing to her side, she was having one of those hallucinations again, hugs always calmed her a bit. Tiana crawled towards the raging fire, her father had come to get her which meant she had to do something. She saw his hand and struggled to grab it, the fire in her as a different fire built up slowly from within. Just as she was about to touch it, a gust of wind blew into the room and slammed her against the wall, she screamed as the fire engulfed her. “I LOVE YOU GUYS!” She cried, they ought to know that. She thought as her body caught fire both from within and without.