Fire Country Novels & Stories

“Eli. Your… boyfriend. Whatever he is to you. This is because of him. And the people around him.” Before Adrian could speak, Mr. Carter stepped forward. “He needs to go. We’re begging you, son.” “You can’t be serious,” Adrian said, stunned. “We didn’t ask for this life,” he said. “We didn’t ask for firebombed cars and armed threats and paparazzi on our lawn. We’re not cut out for this war. But we’re paying the price.” “Sorry about that, but there’s nothing I can do,” Adrian said, desperate.

Although this graduation painting had not yet been completed, it was far superior to any of my previous works. The moment Willow saw the painting, her expression subtly shifted. I caught the flicker of greed and jealousy in her eyes. I looked around the room. In the next moment, I did something that left everyone completely flabbergasted. I pulled out a lighter and flicked it. Then, I brought the flame close to one corner of the canvas. "Cassidy! What are you doing?" Jess shouted sharply almost immediately. Needless to say, she was the first to react. The flame licked at the edge of the canvas and spread quickly. My masterpiece, the product of my passion and skill, burned down to ash before

A chill ran through me as I stared at him in disbelief. Seeing the terror in my eyes, Tucker curled his lips into a knowing smile. Panic took over me, every fiber of my being screaming to push him away and run. But my body refused to cooperate. The fire inside me had barely dimmed, leaving my body limp and unresponsive. I grabbed his tie, my attention drawn to the flush creeping over his ears. "Can you take me home?" I asked. Reading my unspoken request, Tucker quietly began to remove my clothes. "Tucker… No…"

But now, with just a few words from Giara, his entire fierceness seemed to melt away. "Fine, but I'll need to add another security team for you." He held Giara awkwardly but as gently as he could, while his left hand instinctively reached for a cigar. "You forgot again!" Giara scolded, cute and sharp. "Smoking's bad for the baby." Simon clicked his tongue, tossed the cigar into a trash can, and muttered, "Okay, I'll stop." He scooped her up and headed for his car. "But you'll need to make it up to me some other way."

Fuck! Misha is standing with a man who looks to be in his fifties, waving his arms frantically as he watches his livelihood go up in flames. I approach them, my eyes fixed on the inferno before us. The heat from the flames is intense, and the smell of smoke and burning wood fills my nostrils. The storefront’s big sign, advertising an Adult Book store, is now charred and crumbling. The fire department has already arrived and is hosing down the blaze, but it looks like a lost cause. “What’s going on?” I shout at Misha, my voice elevated to overcome the deafening roar of the fire.

I can't allow myself to get distracted. I've got to keep my eyes on the prize. The fire rages long into the night. I don't think I've ever seen a fire this big before. "I can't believe this is happening," James says. "Me either," I reply The air is thick with smoke, and it's hard to breathe. The fire is at the edge of the camp, but I can see that it's just a matter of time before it jumps the fire line. And then, it does.

Our fire. A true goddess.

"It's over!" As Fierce Tiger witnessed the fiery chaos unfolding before him, he realized the gravity of the situation and screamed in alarm. He quickly shouted into the intercom, "Run! Find a safe place to hide!" The unexpected scale of the attack caught him off guard. Panic ensued over the intercom. "Fire is everywhere! Where do we hide?" "Oh no, we'll die for sure!" "Brothers, fend for yourselves!" With a deafening roar, the fireballs struck the ground, igniting the methane gas and causing a series of explosive flames. The heat waves surged over the area, leaving Fierce Tiger's men in agony as they suffered numerous casualties.

A fire. To be like Kali.

There was a fire place which they made in order to keep themselves warm. All of them where seen gathered around the fire like it was a committee of witches having their meeting, planning on a mission to devour. Each of them was putting on thick article of clothing to help the body warm faster. The cold was much like it was winter. It’s a known phenomenon that areas surrounded by water are most often cool especially the cool breeze that makes one thing that he or she was about to freeze. That’s because, during the day, the sun heats hard on the ground producing heat that helps warm the rivers, then at night, the river produced immense cool breeze that helps to keep the ground cold. It exhibit