Fire In Their Eyes Novels & Stories

The woman protested in anger, her clear and calm mood walked out the door, the minute she was treated wrongfully. "But you are. You possess powers that killed my aunt when she gave birth to you, your kind is a bunch of traitors, cowards and so are you." That was when the beautiful, raging woman finally lost it and her hands flew up and out of nowhere, her cousin was on fire, blinding light and all that could be heard was screams...so many screams. Another Vision A little girl was playing with her sister and she accidentally caused a small burning mark to appear on her sister's hand, as her sister hissed in pain, their parents came out of the house and rushed to the back yard towards their da

Rose was listening to the teacher who was teaching them trigonometry, she already knows it but she is using it to distract herself from the two lovebirds sitting beside her, she wish her mate accept her, she made up her mind to go see him after the class and ask why he doesn't want her and then she will accept the rejection but suddenly she was starting to feel uncomfortable again in her seat, all she could feel all over her body was a burning sensation, she is feeling a great pain all over her body and she kept shifting in her seat, everything was starting to get blurry she tried to mind link someone cause she could not talk even to call the lovers beside her but she was too weak to do so.

When I look at him, his blue eyes riveted on me, I forget everyone else around us and my music becomes all for him. This bond we have crackling and flaming between us is growing stronger, and I can feel it despite the adversity that seems intent on pushing us apart. The flames of the fire symbolise the passion I have always dreamed of. I feel it sparking and igniting our hearts to forge together. Since that day we first met, it has grown brighter and steadier, the embers never going out but becoming hotter. This fire could ravage through all in its path, leaving us in ashes. Or it could continue steadily with the right choices we make -- selfless and sacrificial.

Flames races across the ground, bright and merciless. “No!” I scream, lungs breaking. Claudia and the others turn their backs, Eli dragged out with them. The door slams shut, sealing me inside. Flames roar, racing up walls. Smoke thickens, stinging my eyes, clawing down my throat. I choke, coughing hard. Heat licks my skin. My mind reels, flickers of fire striking me with painful familiarity. The memory of another blaze, another nightmare, gnaws at me. I cough harder, body weakening. Fire dances in my blurred vision, glowing in my eyes like the end itself. Is this how it all ends?

Let it be one this world has never seen. My eye catches flame. Love has turned to rage. Light to fire. And loss to vengeance.

And fire blazed in its eyes, a fierce determination that mirrored the intensity of the inferno. Elysia's heart raced, her eyes locked onto the awe-inspiring sight before her. She could feel the weight of the elements, each one a distinct power waiting to be harnessed. Her friends stood at a distance, their expressions a mixture of concern and unwavering support. Valen's wise gaze held encouragement, while Elara's elven grace exuded confidence. Kael's stalwart determination and the steady presence of the mentor's guidance gave her strength.

“Hold on. I’m coming. And God help anyone in my way.” The fire roared higher, reflecting in his eyes. Not a man’s eyes anymore. A wolf’s.

My chest pain intensifies, and I close my eyes, fearing they will be turning red soon. The whispers increase, how I am such a weakling and blah blah. Little do they know, I am trying to prevent myself from ripping them apart. Not that the shit stains would let me get very far, now that they have their wolves too. ‘Their wolves won’t help them’. When I am sure I have my anger and eyes under control, I open them back up again. Their entire crew is making their way towards the entrance, where I am currently at as well.

They protected. The flames screamed. Not metaphorically. They screamed, a high, furious keening as if something alive were being denied its meal. The fire twisted, black-red at its core, trying to split, trying to flank him. He shifted his stance and took it again. “Don’t—” My voice cracked. “Please don’t do this—” He turned his head just enough for one molten-gold eye to lock on me, and the look in it nearly shattered me. Not fear.