Fire Country Novels & Stories

I huff out a breath and give the short version of what I learned about myself today, adding it to the timeline of things that have happened to me since the car accident. He doesn’t get to comment though as we pull up to a series of buildings fully engulfed in flames. If this is connected to the rogues they chose the placement well. It has done enough damage to the shops and apartments about to get our attention and it is isolated to a part of Ryker’s original pack lands with forests on one side and a heavily populated residential area on the other. We have to keep this contained or it will decimate so many things. I run over to one of the firefighters working on the blaze. “What can I do to

The thought made his stomach churn. “That evil b*tch!” Ceynol roared, his voice cracking with frustration. His hands clenched into fists, nails digging into his palms. “She doesn’t even realize the extent of her foolishness!” Flames clawed hungrily at the sky, thick black smoke billowing upward. The firefighters they had called were doing their best, but it wasn’t enough. How could it be? This wasn’t just an ordinary fire—it was fueled by volatile chemicals, making it nearly impossible to control.

he sighed as he spoke. “ What was that supposed to mean?” Enzo fumed. “ He got the purpose or rather function, all wrong,” he pointed out. “Fighting fire with fire is a strategy that uses controlled burns to reduce the risk of wildfires and to help the environment.” “ I don't see the difference in what we both said or are you trying to get all smarty-pants to impress, Boss?” Enzo grabbed Luca by the collar. I knew he wouldn't fight Luca or anything so I didn't bother to separate them. Besides, it might actually help if Luca hit him just a little bit.

I said to him and he nodded at me. “Fire, blue fire works best for witches, it starts to burn them from the inside,” he said to me. “I’ve never used blue fire before, just green and red,” I said to him. “It works basically the same, but I’ll teach you the words. I’ve never used them, because I don’t want to feel the burning afterwards, you should really consider not doing it,” Bryan said to me. “If the option is there not to use it, I won’t. Last time wasn’t so nice,” I said to him and he laughed at me.

I caught Richard watching me with a mixture of annoyance and begrudging respect when I made another observation about how sharing the disputed area might actually benefit all three packs if it was managed jointly. “That’s... not how things are done,” he said. “Maybe it should be,” I countered. “The land was severely altered by that fire, and the local wildlife is suffering. If you all put your resources together, it could be rehabilitated.” “You say that like the fire was our fault,” an older Alpha growled. “Actually,” Elijah spoke up, “it was. The wildfire was caused by a fireworks malfunction during the annual tri-territory Summer Festival in this area, was it not? A festival for all three

Literal burning flames licking the sky and curling like fingers of the devil himself. Sirens blared from outside – emergency units trying to play hero. People ran for shelter and safety. News reporters were already on ground. Fuck. Those guys don't mind getting roasted in the fire just to catch history in real-time. The fire kept getting bigger, starting from the top and eating its way down like a starving beast. People were running and screaming, some dragging others, some on their knees, sobbing, begging to whatever god they believed in. And I? I sat in my car like a fucking spectator in a VIP box. Front row. Prime view.

Everything was charcoaled and obliterated, and on fire, and in the center of the blast zone was a huge crater. “There seem to be no survivors. And no more buildings.” Galen said looking around. I looked all around and noticed the fire was still spreading. “We need to stop the fire before it destroys the forest,” I said. “She is right Galen; there seems to be nothing we can do here. Sadly, all lives are gone.” Bryden said. “How do we stop the flames? On Earth, we call the fire department and forestry. But, we are not on Earth.” Galen said looking around at the growing flames.

They could see the smoke even before they turned the corner, hard on the heels of Station 58's big engine and the ladder truck. It billowed up in big black clouds that spread over the rooftops of the buildings lining the street. This was the third major fire in a week, an unusual number, and they had all been on her shifts. If she didn't know better, she'd think someone had a crush on one of the firefighters and wanted to see him at work.

Not anymore. “No,” she whispered, and fire roared from her hands, shooting forward in a wave that scorched the earth and turned the night into a mockery of dawn. Flames licked the trees, and hunters dove to the ground, shouting orders that melted into chaos. Aiden moved at the same time. He lunged like lightning, his jaws snapping on a hunter before the man could fire. The scream cut short, drowned in the snarl of teeth and the thud of bodies hitting earth.

“She’s mine. That bond will drag her back to me whether you fight it or not.” “Enough!” Cara’s shout cracks through the room, raw and desperate. She shoves past Cyran, putting herself in front of me this time, and for one dizzying second, hope surges in my chest. But then I see the fire in her eyes, the fury trembling on her lips.