Fire Force Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He laughed "I love you, Ravenna North" "And I love you, Axel North" * This is the literal end of Fire and Ice! Finally! I just wanna say a big thank you to all the people that read to this point and also to the people that cared enough to text me on my g***l which is still ojegift99@g***l.com. I love you all so much and I'd miss you all terribly ಥ╭╮ಥ If you're asking if they would be a sequel on Briar and Kyle?

After a tense silence, Thomas finally sounded utterly defeated. “That’s enough! Stop! The rescue team is already on the way! “Just… go around, don’t come this way.” I exhaled sharply and yanked the wheel, turning the car around. I had gambled right. However, moments of relief were immediately replaced by a wave of heat even stronger than before. Smoke burned in my lungs, and all I could hear was the relentless crackling of the fire. I fought to control the car, spinning through flames and smoke, gripping the wheel with every ounce of strength.

I try to steady myself, to control the surge, but every instinct I have screams to let go. The intruder steps closer, his presence heavy, almost intoxicating in its familiarity. “Do you feel it?” he whispers, his masked face inches from mine. “The fire that was always yours? The power they tried to bury?” “Yes!” I scream, my voice echoing off the stone walls, raw and fractured. “I feel it! And I hate you for it!” The energy in me lashes outward, pushing against the restraints, rattling the chains, and sending sparks of force into the torchlight. The walls tremble. Stones fall from the ceiling. I gasp, overwhelmed by the intensity, my body quivering under the strain.

The flames around her spun faster, forming a spiral of fire that reached toward the sky. I could feel my soul being pulled into it. Damon tried to move closer, but invisible force slammed him back against the wall. He roared in pain, his claws scraping stone. “Stop!” I cried out, struggling to breathe. Seraphine’s eyes locked on mine. “Let go, child. Let the fire take you.” The world dimmed. My heart slowed. I could feel the fire crawling up my veins, filling every part of me with unbearable heat. Then, through the haze, I saw Damon’s face. He was bleeding, burned, but his eyes never left mine.

I roll over on top of her, pulling her leg over my shoulder and sliding inside her. Fire begins flickering around her mouth as I take control of her mouth, her body, and her mind, flooding her with my love, pushing it into her as hard and fast as I thrust into her. I swallow her moans, and whimpers and cries, and when she comes, exploding around me, the bed lights on fire. “That’s right, my dragon, burn in the fire of our love,” I growl, not stopping until much, much later, long after we left the bed in ashes.

“She’s mine. That bond will drag her back to me whether you fight it or not.” “Enough!” Cara’s shout cracks through the room, raw and desperate. She shoves past Cyran, putting herself in front of me this time, and for one dizzying second, hope surges in my chest. But then I see the fire in her eyes, the fury trembling on her lips.

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

My chest heaved as I fought against it, but the fire coiled tighter, whispering that choice was no longer mine to give. Kayden’s laughter rose above the din, cruel and certain. “You see? She is mine already. Fire obeys only fire.” He raised his sword again, pointing it toward the keep as his warriors surged forward in renewed fury. I felt the shard answer his command as though his will and its own were entwined, pulling me closer to the brink of surrender.

She lifted her eyebrows as she felt every inch of me. "So fire comes from sex? Figures! Will it alway affect everyone around me like this?" She asked, trying to act uninterested in the fact that the feeling of all my length pressing against her made her uncontrollably wet. I could smell exactly how turned she was and it was sweet and enticing. "No little wolf. Fire comes from passion." I replied, running my rough hand up her side, grazing her breast as my other hand remain tightly wrapped around her waist. Elena eye's rolled back, trying to suppress a moan my touch was eliciting.

I could feel the heat on my cheek. “Go the hell down! Don’t be embarrassed as if you’re not going to have s*x after two weeks or months!” Zephyrus' loud shout echoed again in the area. “Shut up!” Pyro screamed back. “If Fira doesn't want to go down I will just burn those guards. No problem.” “Can you burn Seryo?” His words were teasing. He was having a playful smile. “No way!” Pyrro was so mad at him.