Fire Force Novels & Stories

Wolves howled as frost sealed their paws to the stone, while the fire seared the air around them. A witch hurled witchfire straight at Selene—but the spell bent sideways as though refusing her. It shattered against the wall, scattering sparks. Selene’s voice rang out, steady, fierce, echoing through the hollow. “You will not take me.” The bond pulsed harder—so strong her knees nearly buckled. Rowan’s rage amplified her fire. Lucien’s hunger sharpened her frost. Their emotions bled into one another, feeding her power, building it into something colossal.

When I dropped my hand toward the ground, the fire obeyed. The world ripped open with light. The blast tore straight across the battlefield, dividing it into two burning halves. Shadows disintegrated where the fire touched them. The shockwave hurled Serephine into a broken tree trunk, her scream cut short when the air smacked the breath from her lungs. Wolves braced against the force, claws digging into the dirt to remain standing. The fire stretched across the clearing in a perfect line. A boundary. A warning. A challenge. Lysandra’s hair whipped around her face as the flames reflected in her eyes. “You think this saves you. You do not understand what you are playing with.”

and for a last selfish wish I prayed for peacefulness of mind before the end struck. Opening my eyes wide, I saw nothing but fire. This was nonsense, nothing I'll ever come up with is going to save this night. Savoring the rich sip of fluid fire that was now devouring me all trough and trough, I started to understand the point it was making; it was not going to stop. Never.

I feel whole again as I let a small flame dance over my fingertips. I can’t resist. I run outside and create the largest fireball I’ve ever made and throw it straight into the stream causing steam to rise from the surface, I’m back baby. I put on a well fitting pale blue dress that looks like it is made of ice, the back is covered. Not because of the cold but because I want Scott to think I'm still weak., I don't need to worry about the cold anymore, not now that my flames are back.

Nearly one hundred feet in the air, fire and water became allies against soldiers of the night. My limbs strained as I held them out, forcing my wall of fire to stand tall. Finn had warned me that using the element fire required a constant source of energy, that it needed to be fed to remain strong. I fed it with both my personal reserves, and what I could pull from the sun.

Mostly people said her hair looked like flames of fire. Miranda was not any less better looking than her sister. She had beautiful long dark hair that complimented her bright blue eyes. Her eyes were so clear that looking into them made one feel as if they could see Miranda's soul! Miranda had a pair of long beautiful slender legs that made her look like a super model.

The flames grew and emitted the darkest smoke when the shadow vampires fanned it and threw more wood and coals into it. Minly cried and asked for forgiveness but Skotieno was deaf to the sound of her agony and threw her close to the fire. Minly tried to run away but the shadow vampires surrounding her immediately pointed their spears at her. Minly was in chains, trapped by these merciless vampires, and all she could do is walk her back toward the crackling call of the flames. The flames of her unfortunate death, ready to burn her soul. “AHHH FUCK!” Minly screamed when she felt a spear stabbing her shoulder, pushing her to the flames. “PLEASE! I CAN FIND THE ONE WHO DID THIS, I HAVE FOUND AN

They could see the smoke even before they turned the corner, hard on the heels of Station 58's big engine and the ladder truck. It billowed up in big black clouds that spread over the rooftops of the buildings lining the street. This was the third major fire in a week, an unusual number, and they had all been on her shifts. If she didn't know better, she'd think someone had a crush on one of the firefighters and wanted to see him at work.

she said as defiantly as she could, bringing her hands up to push against him. He ignored her struggles and frowned down at her. "I am not pleased that you have placed yourself in danger tonight. You could have been killed when you were pushed over the fire escape. I will not allow you to be killed." He said the words as though they were dragged from him. As though he was realizing for the first time that he didn't like that something could have happened to her.

Perse said. “He’s got more than five supernatural powers within him.” “Have you ever heard of Pyrokinesis?” Perse asked and I thought for a while. “Isn’t that the controlling of fire with mind? Or fire manipulation, something like that?” I asked and they both nodded. “He has that ability too” She whispered and a light gasp escaped my lips. “So be careful” she added and I nodded even though I didn't mean it. How dare he hurt me? He messed with the wrong girl, I’m going to have my pound of flesh, no matter what.