Fire Force Eye Novels & Stories

I saw anger fill Beck's eyes even before he turned to the face Ajani. "Why are you here, Blade?". "Nehemiah let me in we have some business to discuss about ownership". He looked at me and smiled and I gave a small smile. "Hey Belle", he said and I whispered a hi. AWKWARD!!! "So you hit her that hard she cried?You haven't changed much Beck after these years". That's it I officially hated Ajani Blade but he was so hot. Focus OB this super hot guy is a super hot jerk. At this point even my logic had bailed on me. But a sound made me jolt back to life. And immediately Beck's hands were around me. Those were gun...gunshot sounds.

He tenderly brought her hand to his mouth and gently kissed it. Pain seared through my body as my eyes lost focus. The faces of my family blurred until I could no longer see them. I tried to move my arms to rub my eyes, but I was unable to move. Panic set in as I began to struggle. Finally, opening my eyes, James Cooper’s face came into focus.

She needs safety. She was still sitting there, holding her purse, breathing slower now but her eyes…. They weren’t scared anymore. There was fire in them. Fire strong enough to burn me alive. And maybe this time… I won’t fight it.

It worked particularly well against guided missiles, as long as they were from the same tier. The Red Eye Assisted Aim Module had been placed over the other eye. Its red, gleaming lens giving the Fantasia a menacing look. The Red Eye performed well against mechs without ECM, helping pilots keep their aim onto enemy mechs once they acquired their targets. Aim assistance was practically essential in all low-tier flying mechs. Pilots simply couldn't aim steadily enough if they jerked around in the air.

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.

I shout. The sounds of the night come to a stop. The gentle breeze intensifies, blowing dry dirt and dust into the air. It swirls around me, getting into my eyes. It burns, but it’s much more than the normal pain you feel when something gets into your eyes. It’s like my eyes are on fire. I cry out, falling back and tripping over my own cloak. I squeeze my eyes shut and feel hands gripping my ankles, fingers digging into my flesh. I have to open my eyes. I have to see what’s attacking me. But when I do, all I can see is fire.

Blood sprayed across the underbrush. Ryker shifted late—too cocky, too slow. But he fought dirty. A swipe caught Link across the ribs. I screamed. And something inside me broke. The mark on my hand blazed. Fire erupted from my skin. Real fire. It curled around my arms like armor, danced down my spine, and poured from my mouth in a guttural scream that shattered the air. The wolves stopped. Even Ryker froze. I stepped between them, flames dancing in my eyes.

IRYN'S POV Pain bursts behind my eyes and my body seizes, convulsing so hard that my limbs jerk off the ground. Again I can't breathe and panicking, I scream but no sound comes out. The only thing I feel and see is fire, flames upon flames surrounding me, and a dark figure with glowing red eyes who is standing at the edge of a blood soaked battlefield. “Iryn,” he says and for some unknown reasons, I feel like he's threatening me.

Selene cried out, dropping to her knees as the pressure in her chest intensified. “Stop,” she begged. “Please—both of you—” They froze instantly. Lucien knelt in front of her, shadows retracting. Rowan followed a breath later, their foreheads nearly touching hers from opposite sides. Lucien spoke first, voice controlled but strained. “Selene. Anchor yourself. Name something real.” Her vision blurred. “Your voices.” “Good,” Rowan said immediately. “What else?” “The fire,” she whispered. “The heat.” Lucien nodded. “Your body.”

Damon quizzes “Why not? It was my time to put my stamp on the world beyond my house and I wanted to be notice so for most of the time outside of home I had 2 different coloured eyes! And I thought it looked amazing!” I giggled “Your already have the most beautiful eyes” Damon said as he cupped my face to kiss me “I know it sounds dumb now but back then I thought it was cool, once my family died I couldn’t keep using them, the crying made them hurt my eyes!” My tone went to sadness and my eyes filled with tears