Fire Force Novels & Stories

I paid my respects, knowing that she was way older than I was. "How're you doing?" She inquired in a mild tone. "What do you think caused the fire?" Alpha Micah chimed in. "We haven't found the cause of this great fire but what we have is that is the fire was caused by someone" She explained pointing used fuse pumps. I knew that pumps were used to remove petrol from a big tank, so I was filled with the thoughts that this fire was orchestrated and not a natural disaster. "Can I have a look?" I asked staring at Alpha Micah, waiting for his approval cause I didn't want to feel a bit more experienced than my boss.

"What is it?" Eva motioned for everyone's attention, and the pack members gathered around a designated area. A hush fell over the crowd as they watched in anticipation. Suddenly, flames erupted, dancing and twirling in mesmerizing patterns. A chorus of gasps and applause filled the air as the pack witnessed the breathtaking display of fire manipulation. Skilled members of the pack, known as the Pyrokinetics, had choreographed a spellbinding performance. Their control over fire created stunning shapes and figures, illuminating the night with flickering lights and radiant warmth.

I saw the flames that had swallowed the red sky and rendered it inaccessible to see through the windows slowing down. Oh no! This shouldn't happen. Fire was the only weakness of Frederick. In order to keep it active, I controlled my breaths and focused myself on feeling the blood coursing through my veins. I focused deeper to unlock the fire ability and glared out of the window to increase the flames. Seeing the long flames carved by my ability hiding the sky was satisfactory until I saw a bolt of ray striking inside the window piercing my created flames.

Everyone retreats. - You are a dragon and your strength comes from fire, the phoenix is ​​a bird of fire, I am the soul of fire. I don't burn, but I make it burn. I don't burn, but I can burn you. Your dragon fire doesn't affect me, but my fire can burn you. – the kitsome says, in her ghostly voice. Then it disappears, leaving only Sophia. - Didn't you say that your kitsome hadn't appeared yet? That you were still very young? – Lucifron asks in amazement.

I said to him and he nodded at me. “Fire, blue fire works best for witches, it starts to burn them from the inside,” he said to me. “I’ve never used blue fire before, just green and red,” I said to him. “It works basically the same, but I’ll teach you the words. I’ve never used them, because I don’t want to feel the burning afterwards, you should really consider not doing it,” Bryan said to me. “If the option is there not to use it, I won’t. Last time wasn’t so nice,” I said to him and he laughed at me.

I asked. “Most immortals can’t be killed by fire. It takes intense heat, like lava, to kill one, but fire still hurts like hell for the bulk of immortals. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to get some things done. If there are any other issues tonight, just let myself or Ash know, and it will be handled.” Taking the hint, I allowed myself to be dismissed and walked out of his office and back out into the club to finish my shift.

Beautiful and dangerous at the same time. I swallowed. Every time he activated his fire, it felt unreal. Like I was watching something from the movie. Victor looked at Sammy. “Sammy, I need to get you used to my fire so it won’t hurt you during fights.” Sammy’s eyebrows lifted. “Used to it how exactly?” he asked. Victor stepped closer, flames still moving smoothly along his skin. “You have to trust that I will never burn you,” he said. “When you are close to my fire, you cannot hesitate. If you fear it, your body will react like it’s danger. And it will hurt you.”

A chill ran through me as I stared at him in disbelief. Seeing the terror in my eyes, Tucker curled his lips into a knowing smile. Panic took over me, every fiber of my being screaming to push him away and run. But my body refused to cooperate. The fire inside me had barely dimmed, leaving my body limp and unresponsive. I grabbed his tie, my attention drawn to the flush creeping over his ears. "Can you take me home?" I asked. Reading my unspoken request, Tucker quietly began to remove my clothes. "Tucker… No…"

He set the untouched drink aside and reached for his coat. Fire had rules. Fire did not look back. Fire did not involve itself in accidents or strangers. But tonight, Fire had collided with something cold. And for reasons he couldn’t yet explain, Alexander Steele knew this was not just an incident. It was the beginning of something dangerous.

the voice says on a hiss. Gunfire erupts. “Hunters,” Liam yells. I throw up a wall of flame instinctively, fire exploding from my palms as silver bullets hit the blaze and melt midair. “Fuck, I could kiss you,” I yell at Felix. My power hums in my vein, strong, controlled, part of me. I’m not arrogant enough to think I could have come this far on my own. “I’ll take a rain check,” Felix shoots back. Felix and Liam crash through the wall of fire and start to attack the Hunters. The display of fire gave us an advantage, a small moment of shock, which they had to collect themselves from.