Fire Force Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Rowan said. The cavern floor cracked again as heat surged through both of them. Embers lifted into the air like swarming sparks. The Fire Source below rumbled, sending waves of hot wind through the chamber. Rowan’s hair whipped around her face as she pushed her fire harder, matching Azeriel’s rising strength. He rushed her again. Their flames collided in a clash so bright she had to squeeze her eyes shut for a moment. The ground trembled under their feet. Rowan felt the dizzy spin of the bond tugging at her. His fire, his anger, his force pressed against her mind.

she whispered, but the wolf simply opened one insulted blue eye and let out a sigh that sent the snow in front of his mouth flying wildly around them. “I wish I had your faith,” she whispered. “Do you think he will come tonight? I can feel him drawing nearer, but the cold is deeper now. It almost reached my bones. I fear it will soon be too late.” The wolf opened both blue eyes this time and whined. “Do not worry, I will use what last strength I have to return your mate to you. Perhaps Milo and I will not live to keep you in this plane, but that does not mean you can’t be together.”

She growled before breathing out fire to his body. "I won't fail!. I won't fall to this pathetic monster!. I won't!" He whispered strongly in his mind as the fire charred most of his skin. For his parents,for Greece,For Arthur,Vincent and Sabrina,For Reece and for his Family. He won't fail!. He marched against the scorching fire with his eyes growing brightly more than ever. His body were healing quickly even as the fire burned. His veins were glowing green and so was the stake in his hand. It got to the point her fire stopped affecting him. Once he reached closer to her. He struck her quickly in the heart with a proud smile plastered all over his face.

[Ayla's POV] Fire envelopes me, attempting to lick at my skin but not doing any damage. However, even if the fire wasn't a real threat, the large beast towering over Alphonze was. "No, you don't!" I hiss, lifting my arm, so a flame thrower appears. "Don't you fucking touch him!" A scream of rage escapes me as fire explodes from my outstretched hand and wraps around the beast's throat like a whip, so I can yank him back and hold him in place while Barren deals the finishing blow to his chest.

“Tell me who I am! Tell me why this is happening to me!” My throat worked soundlessly. The words were there, but they were too heavy, too damning. If I said them, there would be no going back. Instead of answering, I reached for her hands, needing to ground her, to ground myself. But the moment my skin brushed hers, a searing heat surged between us. She gasped, yanking her hands back, but it was too late. Flames erupted from her fingertips, small at first, then roaring to life with a sudden ferocity that lit the entire room. The fire coiled around her hands like living serpents, twisting and snapping with wild energy.

He whispered. “Leave, now!” I gritted my teeth. “Alright, alright!” He chuckled, placing a kiss on my cheek. I felt my body heat up in flames again, a strange sensation of an invisible fire consuming my body once again. I pushed him off roughly, glaring at him as the sound of the flames rose. The fires, I could feel it again, ready to take their reins, “Oh and I’m sorry to hear about the accident." He faked concern, "Such a shame, it wasn’t me to come up with an idea like that. But then again, I wouldn’t want a precious little girl like you harmed.”

I dig my nails into his back, scratching him, marking him. "Feel this," he pants against my ear. "Remember this. We stood in the fire and we didn't burn." I wrap my legs around him, pulling him deeper. I want him to split me open. I want him to erase the memory of Kyros’s face, of Nikos’s voice, of the gun in my hand. I only want this. The heat. The friction. The man. He grinds against me, his eyes locked on mine. In the firelight, he looks like a demon I summoned and fell in love with.

I was expecting him to slip a finger inside my pussy, but he didn’t. He pulled back to meet my gaze, “fuck, Firefly…” There was something dangerous about his gaze. Something that darkened the lust in his grey eyes. He widened my legs, and before I could tell his next move, he drove hard into me…

And she, willingly, completely, surrendered to the storm, to the intoxicating power of his love, to the man who had finally awakened the sleeping lioness within her. The fire he ignited within her was primal and uncontrollable, a force she could neither resist nor suppress. It was a wildfire, consuming her senses, leaving her breathless and disoriented. Her body arched, a desperate plea for more, for him to push her further, to bring her closer to the edge of oblivion.

“Feel every inch. Feel how deep your firefighter is claiming you while the world burns us to death.” The thrust knocked the air from Luca’s lungs. Dante started fucking him in earnest... long, brutal strokes that slapped their sweat-slick skin together loudly over the roar of the fire. Every thrust pushed Luca harder against the hot wall, the contrast of burning metal on his chest and Dante’s scorching body behind him driving him insane with sensation. “Fuck… you’re so big,” Luca moaned, pushing back to meet every savage thrust. “oh...Split me open… I hate how much I love it.”