Fire In My Bones Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Fire was burning in her eyes, and the hateful part was how the searing pain seemed to be penetrating not only her heart, but also her bones. How could she not be furious and angry when it was her own secondary host who ran into misfortune just like that?

Gold would do to this, Gold wouldn't do that, Gold doesn't like this, Gold likes that. They kill a part of him even before he has the chance to try it. "But just like a phoenix, I am reborn again..." He rises from the ashes. The exact same thing people burn is where he'll come back. This time, stronger and better. This time, he rejects to care about what they think will suit him. This is his life. Another symbolism of fire is judgment. "I love my fans, I really do." He didn't prepare a speech. He's just speaking things that enter his mind. It doesn't have an order.

There was something glowing in my mind that was about to explode. The fleeting feelings of unknown was at the center of my thoughts. At this moment I am a prisoner in a free world. Every corners of my mind seemed to speak by themselves and my heart seemed to be in ablaze. I stared blankly at the bright light in house in daze. It was like my eyes were roving around for something which I was not there. Something beyond its reach it persisted and jammed my heart with queer thoughts. In this night, I felt like embracing somebody. My heart felt lonely and devoid while my whole body seemed into be in flames.

Soon, he found that these three long things were bones. On the surface of each bone, a few words were engraved. The lustrous white bone was the Bone of Wind, the fiery red one was the Bone of Flame, and the ice-blue was the Bone of Thunder. When he got close to the Bone of Wind, Caspian immediately felt a gust of strong wind blowing on him. When he got close to the Bone of Flame, Caspian immediately felt the high temperature as if it was magma, which made his skin burn. Then, Caspian's eyes lit up when he approached the Bone of Thunder.

But I just couldn't bring myself to like them for some reason. Jerry told me, "Maybe the trauma they caused you was too great. Your body is having a stress response." I nodded, half-understanding. For the first time, I wanted to learn about my past. But after all this time, the only ones who had come to see me were Owen and Luca. So, I requested to be discharged. I wanted to return home and see it for myself. At first glance, everything at home seemed normal. It was as if we had lived together for a long time. However, something felt off.

Fighting through the pain, I reached deep within me. I dug past the pain I felt, past the pain of Riven’s rejection, past the always present ache of being shunned by the pack. I dug deep within me till I could feel the heat bubbling inside me at my finger tips and then… I let it go. Flames burst out from every pore in my body, setting everything and everyone around me on fire. Screams filled the air as well as the sharp stench of burning flesh. The fire licked my skin, like we were kindred spirits. It was warm but it didn’t hurt me, so all I could do was watch in horror as the flames climbed higher and higher.

They gently push Lucifron, who couldn't contain so much happiness. The phoenix was already jumping on the ground, and looking at Moon, waiting for a magic pass that would bring him the food, and Moon didn't make him wait. But Sophia was still sleeping. They sat down to eat, Lucifron reading and rereading Gary's message, feeling the fire in his heart burning brightly. The fire in his heart burned so strongly that he began to feel uncomfortable. - What's going on Lucifron? – Sun asks, worriedly. - I don't know. My fire burns stronger and stronger. I thought it was because I was happy with Gary's message, but something is wrong.

When he dropped the match, the hand ignited and raced about under a blur of flame. Will caught the stench of burnt flesh. As the flesh blackened, the abomination redoubled its efforts to escape, as if driven by the primordial survival instinct. When the flames diminished, Simon splashed more kerosene on it. The flames ate the flesh until veins and muscle turned to ashes and the bones fell apart. Simon poked at the bones with his forceps. “At least we know fire stops them,” he said. The fire, however, was not a complete victory. No longer bound by sinew, the individual bones quivered with ghoulish life.

Alexei's POV My bones began to crack and reshape, snapping with the rhythmic pop of dry wood. The familiar, agonizing heat of the shift surged through my veins, a fire that promised destruction. They wanted to see me burn their pack down? I was more than happy to oblige.

Hand on the knob. The house burned behind her, slowly, elegantly. The kind of fire that didn’t destroy, only reminded you what had already been lost. She didn’t look back. Didn’t breathe. Didn’t cry. She turned the handle. The door creaked open. And behind it, There was no sky. No ground, Just a single chair. Facing away from her. Someone sat in it. Reading, A book made of bone. Their voice hummed. And the page they read out loud was Chapter 101.