Fire Force Fanfiction Novels & Stories

A.N. – Thank you all for your dedication to Fire and Ice, the story from here on out will include chapters from the POV of both Roman and Amber, the next few chapters will be Ambers entirely as we get to know her better and finally learn all about what has been going on between her and the Beta, but don’t worry, we haven’t heard the last of Tristan and Cali just yet. I hope you enjoy, L.M.Nokes xx Amber

I also appreciate honest critics as well. I promise that when I’m back, you’ll have a far more adventurous writing of Fire on Fire Book 2: ELIJAH. Thank you guys so much. Happy holidays!

I moaned softly, hole twitching around his cock, already craving whatever he gave me next. The fan in the hall stayed dead. But the fire between us was just getting started.

I snapped this time shut him down completely I felt him recoil, startled, and for the first time since he'd woken inside me, I actively shoved him back, forcing the full weight of my own will against the connection between us until his voice faded into something distant and muffled, still shouting, still furious, but no longer able to reach me clearly. The moment I did it, heat exploded outward from the center of my chest, so sudden and violent that I gasped, stumbling backward against the garden wall as fire erupted along both of my hands, no longer the fragile, candle-sized flicker from the border garden, but something vast and roaring, curling around my fingers like it had been waiting ye

And then, I whisper in his ear. “Perhaps even 2 hits at the same time, who knows?”. Even though he is frozen on the spot, a shiver runs through his body. Feeling this big, hunk of a man shiver because of me, fuels the fire inside my body impossibly more. I can feel their burning desire, and it is sparking my own up to the point where it is hard to contain. Not to mention I can feel Aiden visibly hardening by the second, his c*ck twitching against my ass. And the same goes for Asher. But, I am not done yet.

he breathes against my lips. I want to be. His hand goes to the front of his pants and the fog in my head lifts. "Do you love me, Tahr?" I question breathlessly into his mind. Please, please, please give me the answer that will make the pain of what you did to me fade. He freezes and combined with the sadness I see in his eyes, I have my answer. With strength I didn't know I had, I push solidly against his chest and send him flying to the floor. I peer over the side of the bed, open my mouth, and let loose with a blast of fire.

I wasn’t usually one for violence but the men who had put their grimy paws on my love and caused her harm I would happily make an exception for… If my love would only lower this wall of fire she has around them. I looked closer and saw that none of them were hot from the fire or hurt. It was then I noticed that they were contained by it but also protected from it’s heat by a small wind channel that flooded the hear and flame upward, burning anyone who went over or through it. I looked at my mate as Kayden continued yelling at us. “Baby, these people tried to kill you.” I said through mind link. “And?” she replied casually as if she didn’t know what I was implying.

Our fingers remained tightly laced, neither of us willing to sever the connection. An inferno blazes through my veins, severe and agonising, blissful and thrilling, incomparable. The flames burn hotter with each movement Ashanti and I share. I welcome the heat, embrace it, crave it. That fire glows in her blue eyes as well, not merely a reflection but an exact match, a kindred flame just as fierce, just as consuming. Why did I wait for so long to do this?

Seeing it snapped something in me. The fire came without permission. The air around me ignited, bright gold and red crashing through the night. The ground split beneath our feet. I didn’t care. All I saw was him bleeding. All I felt was that fire screaming to protect him. Zane turned toward me, his eyes burning brighter than ever. The world narrowed down to just us — flames licking at our skin, the smell of smoke and blood. And then I was in his arms, my mouth on his, our bond exploding. It wasn’t gentle or soft; it was raw, desperate, alive. The flames wrapped around us, merging, feeding on each other until it felt like the world was burning from the inside out.

His whispered promptings fueled the fire that already burned within me, tempting me to push the boundaries of our passion. I swept Taya up into my arms, her legs wrapping around my waist as I strode towards the couch, the nearest haven for our all-consuming passion. The air was electric with tension, our mutual desire a palpable force that drove me to claim her. I knew she wanted me just as fiercely, her soft moans and eager kisses fueling the fire that raged within me.