Fire Force Episodes List Novels & Stories

“Boom!” The violent jolt blacked out my vision for a moment, my organs feeling as if they’d shifted inside me. Yet through the dust, a surge of grim satisfaction coursed through me when I saw their terrified faces. Just as I steadied the car and prepared for the next strike, a deafening roar filled the air. The massive sound of a helicopter drew near, and through the loudspeakers above came the team manager’s voice. “Found them! Fire brigade! Put out the fire!”

"Has she gone insane? I officially announce that she's fired!" He took his phone out and called the HR department. "Hello. It's me, Alex Hammond. Prepare a termination report for Lucy from the sales department right now. As for the reason, you can state in the report that she disrespected her boss and broke our company's rules!" After shouting all that, Alex ended the call and glared at me. "Today, I'll show you the consequences of getting on my wrong side." An uncomfortable silence hung in the air. Shermaine was the only one who was scanning the room with a contemptuous look in her eyes.

As the little bell on top of the door rang out a sweet tune, both Lani and Blake twisted around expecting another package but were instead faced with Jax' angered face. "Jax? What's wrong?" Lani asked. "The feds, they're here." "What?" Blake said with his face etched in confusion, "What'd they want now?" "They're here to snoop around, they know about the fire and they want to know what happened," Jax spoke in a bored tone. "What? The fire that happened nearly a month ago? I call bullshit," Blake laughed as he placed more paint in Lani's hair. She giggled shortly before returning her attention back to Jax, "He's right, there's nothing to investigate," Lani added.

he exclaimed, bringing his hands over her frigid cheeks. Vapor exploded out of her mouth and then she spoke. “You’re back?” she asked, the movement brows crinkled noisily as ice flew off of her face with each movement. Miles moved to wipe her forehead, but a menacing growl vibrated up his arm. He pulled back, his wrist suddenly feeling like it was on fire. “He’s very protective,” she whispered. “Destroyer, it’s him. It’s Milo. He’s back.” Miles frowned down at the white wolf, who bared his fangs and snapped at him. Drool gathered and began to drip from his gleaming teeth.

"When did you get so strong?" Sebastian asked me while we were driving from the police station. I just stared at my bloodied shirt silently. Never have I ever slipped like that before, heck I've never even fought a person. Well, apart from the verbal one I have never engaged someone physically. " You just kept punching the poor guy even after he begged for your forgiveness" " He did?" I asked suprised I swear I never heard a thing apart from Claire's scream. All I saw was a red punching bag which kept struggling underneath me. His struggles were like a fuel to that strange anger I had. What was up with me exactly?

he hissed, bending his head closer. "Wrong move," I growled, shooting my hand up to grasp his wrist, channeling intense heat into his bones. "Now!" I yelled at my dad as I dropped the walls, forcing the last of my fire's reserves into the man's bloodstream. I let my own power surge into him at the same time, stealing what remained of his life while the fire literally cooked him from the inside.

He lies, promises fake futures, and when he gets bored, he throws them away. Lisa doesn’t see it. And why would she? She looks at the world like it’s not out to get her. She could make any man fall for her, especially someone pathetic enough to rely on flattery like Brooke. But he isn’t getting near her. Not when I’m in the picture. If I can’t have her, no one will. Call me a selfish bastard, I don’t care. I wear that title like a crown. Then came the moment I could get the reason to fire her. She stared at me with fire in her eyes. Not fear. Not submission. Fire.

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.

His hands steadied me, his voice cut through the fog of exhaustion. “Again,” he would command. And I would obey, teeth gritted, sweat dripping down my spine. By the third day, something shifted. My steps grew surer. My strikes carried weight. I felt the fire inside me not as destruction but as fuel. It terrified me how natural it felt, as though the power had only been waiting for me to claim it. Still, the fortress remained uneasy. The whispers of betrayal had not died. And sometimes, when I caught Lucian staring into the distance, his jaw set, I knew he was carrying burdens he wasn’t sharing.

He laughs out loud, together with our father. Max and I try to get up, but another one of his nasty fireballs hits us in the side. We cry out in pain this time. This is excruciating. It’s worse than our first shift. Athena yells at him to stop, but he just laughs at her like the maniac he is. Athena, however, starts to take bold steps towards them. I can see the hesitation in their eyes, but their smug grins don’t drop. Athena looks beyond livid as she continues to step forward though.