Novel & Cerita Fire In My Bones Book

Chapter 99: Fire in My Veins DAMIEN’S POV The curse struck without mercy. One second I knelt beside the bed with my heart laid bare, and the next, white-hot fire exploded through my entire body. It felt as if molten iron had been poured straight into my bones and now raced through every vein with vicious intent. I gasped sharply and clutched at my chest with both hands while my claws dug deep into my own skin. Dark veins bulged and spread rapidly across my arms and neck like living poison. My vision blurred with streaks of red and black, and every nerve ending screamed in agony.

He'll never reach me in time. He yells and I smile. Whatever he says, it's too late. I dive. The wind slides over my flesh and the burning sensation takes hold of me again. It builds and it feels as if my entire body is eaten by flames. The pain stops my breath. I've almost died of cancer, crossed realms, and been cast aside by a dragon. I can handle pain.

"It's a good thing Jacob is gullible. He believed you were in Manhattan even though you didn't return to your aunt's house. But did you shut up the Langham family's driver? Don't let them get a chance to attack you." "Take it easy, I always know what to do before moving forward." At the other end, Ursula let out a long sigh. "You're always playing with fire, Celine. Aren't you ever afraid of getting burned?" "I was already burnt before I even started this, Sula." Celine leaned back comfortably on the chair she was sitting on. Her eyes gazed at the road that seemed to be deserted. The driver who drove her chose to enter the freeway in order to quickly arrive at the place Celine wanted to go.

Her words were a call to shape my own path. And Nylo, softest of all, his thoughts a quiet pulse: Breathe. Breathe. His calm was a lifeline, grounding me in the chaos. I lifted my hands, the firelight casting long shadows behind me. The flames crackled, alive, their heat a challenge as much as a threat. I closed my eyes for a moment, centering myself, feeling the pulse of something deeper, something wild and untamed beneath my skin. The fire was no mere element—it was a force, a living thing that had answered me before, bending to my will in the dark of the night. I didn’t understand it, couldn’t name it, but it was there, waiting.

But fire only tempers steel. When I finally collapsed in the cold dirt outside the safehouse, watching the inferno consume the empire we had built, I felt no fear. Only obsession. Her face rose in my mind not the scared, bruised child I once saw, but the woman she would become. Defiant. Dangerous. Mine to claim or to crush. I pressed my burned hand into the earth, the pain searing a brand into my flesh. “Blood betrays blood,” I whispered into the smoke-filled night. “But fire cannot erase me.”

Rhea gripped the iron with both hands, lifting it. I offered my forearm, hesitating only for a second but that second felt eternal. The iron touched my skin. Fire exploded across my nerves. I gasped sharply, a silent scream that carried tears I couldn't begin to fathom, as a trembling, shocked breath escaped my lips. The heat sank into me and if not for Zeke holding me tightly in place, I would have plotted an escape from the fiery embrace. The pain was unreal, tearing a tremor through my bones, but I forced myself to stay. My knees wanted to buckle, yet I stood firm as my heartbeat roared louder than the flames.

Bryson POV, When the fire started I know that I had been cheated. The eyes that stared into me gem afar were the ones of my friend, the one person that I trust should I ever need a shoulder to turn to rely on. I square around, they had kept me weak under the constant fire that kept blazing around me. I can do nothing but take the harsh sensation I feel in my skin. Any idiot would not dare it but an attempt would suffice and I'm no idiot to shift at such length to leap through the high flame. Before I can do that or anything they had that step calculated and so far it was a no-go.

Alice snapped Kingston roll his eyes and walked away from her sight “You really won’t say anything about It?” Alice asked Kingston didn’t say a word “Fine,,goodbye” Alice said and turned back She walked away Kingston fold his fists angrily,,his hands which was placed on the table started bringing out some flames of fire,,his eyes and hair turning red. The table was almost catching fire when the door opened again and Alice c@m£ in “I c@m£ to take my book,,,,” she st©pped when she saw Kingston and her eyes wi-de-ned

"Mrs. Simpson, I beg you. Please tell me where Summer is buried. I'll do anything you ask me." "Absolutely not," Mom said mercilessly. Andrew had tried to get my skeleton back to the neurosurgical department, but unfortunately, since it was a specified donation, it couldn't be changed. I didn't particularly care—it was a donation, so it didn't matter where it was placed. Yves did not think so. He disinfected the spot that he had prepared for my skeleton at least eight times. It was weird; I'd never thought that I would be able to see my entire skeleton.