Fire Fist Novels & Stories

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.

I stared at the gun in my hands and tried to recollect how to use it in the first place. When I felt like I was confident enough, I pulled the trigger and it went off, it was a flimsy attempt in their direction but it was enough for my adrenalin to go up a notch and to fire my first bullet in the right precision, at their feet. I aligned the gun under the car I had hit behind and pulled the trigger I heard someone growl almost immediately and a small smile played on my lips, one thing was definitely sure, I would not go down without a fight

The fire sword that was riding the wind shone red and exploded with powerful energy. “Die!!!” He shouted. The moment his sword rose into the air and his motions grew larger, the killer fire struck First’s red eyes. Calmly, First used the footwork and blocked the strike. This time, the amber around her acted as a few hands and grabbed Dennis’ sword and his body. “What the…” He was too close to his liking. But, she raised her hand, creating pistol fingers. The distance between them was so close. The hand pistol touched the edge of the fire sword. “What… what are you trying to do?” He felt nervous. “Bang?”

Rose was listening to the teacher who was teaching them trigonometry, she already knows it but she is using it to distract herself from the two lovebirds sitting beside her, she wish her mate accept her, she made up her mind to go see him after the class and ask why he doesn't want her and then she will accept the rejection but suddenly she was starting to feel uncomfortable again in her seat, all she could feel all over her body was a burning sensation, she is feeling a great pain all over her body and she kept shifting in her seat, everything was starting to get blurry she tried to mind link someone cause she could not talk even to call the lovers beside her but she was too weak to do so.

I’m hoping that it won’t come to that, but anger is the easiest way to get someone to connect to fire. “Okay, what do I do?” he asks. “Do you trust me?” I ask him. “Absolutely,” he says, not hesitating a moment. I smile. "Close your eyes." He immediately closes his eyes. I’m hoping passion is the way to get him to connect. It's another great way to connect to fire, so I start there. I pull an image of him and me in my mind. As I walk toward him, I begin to slowly unbutton my shirt, letting it drop to the ground.

His jaw was clenched, his breathing controlled, but his eyes flicked to Elise again and again. “Fall back ten steps!” he shouted. “Do not let them surround us!” They obeyed, retreating in tight formation. Elise covered them, her power flaring brighter with every strike. Crescent fire wrapped around her arms now, burning hot enough that the air around her shimmered. The forest caught fire. It started with one tree struck by stray moonfire. Then another as ferals slammed into blazing shields. Dry leaves ignited, flames racing up trunks, smoke billowing thick and black into the sky.

“It isn’t.” The air around us shifted. Not like magic. Like something opening its eyes. Fia suddenly gasped, clutching her head. “It’s getting louder!” Finn grabbed her. “Fia, look at me. What’s happening?” “I see…” She swallowed hard. “I see fire. Cities burning. Wolves killing each other. The sky breaking apart.” Chase frowned. “That’s just the war…….” “No,” she whispered. “This is worse. This is after.”

As soon as these words left his mouth, Shane exploded with rage. "You bastard! Who do you think you are? How dare you speak so arrogantly! I am a Sovereign Grandmaster of the Smiths! Since I couldn’t kill you just now, I'll just do it now!" Shane unleashed his full fury. He charged at Frederick like a rampaging lion, closing the distance between them in an instant. "Demon Fist!" Purple flames burst forth from Shane's right arm instantly. It seemed as though the atmosphere itself was burning, transforming into a majestic light that engulfed Frederick.

The first Council strike hit the eastern coastline before anyone aboard the ship could move. A column of white fire punched through the atmosphere, struck a city below, and spread across the ground in a perfect expanding circle. Buildings did not explode because the weapon was not designed to destroy property. People froze wherever the light touched them, their bodies locking into place while blue command signals crawled across their skin. Mae stared through the forward screen as an entire population became still.

I took the torch, feeling its threatening heat, and began to spread the fire around the Cabin. The flames came to life, consuming the wood with insatiable voracity. My heart raced as the flames grew, becoming a fiery metaphor for my determination to eliminate any obstacle between me, Hunter, and our future child. The crackling of the flames echoed in the forest's quiet, but my mind was focused on making a decision that would change the course of things in the pack. The fire was my answer, an action rooted in the conviction that Fierce should no longer cast a shadow over our destiny.