Fire In Their Eyes Novels & Stories

Phineas joined me a moment later, staff in hand, eyes glinting like molten gold. “Close your eyes,” he instructed. “Feel the fire, not as an enemy—but as an extension of yourself.” I did as he said. The warmth pulsed through me, steady and alive. A heartbeat that wasn’t mine, yet somehow was. “Good,” he murmured. “Now breathe. Feed it control, not chaos.” For a moment, the fire flickered quietly under my skin, calm and obedient. But then an image flashed through my mind—Carter’s face, his eyes glowing red and black—and the fire roared back to life, wild and furious.

Without thinking, I tore at my collar as soft, pitiful whimpers escaped my lips. Tucker's eyes stayed on me. He asked, "Does it hurt?" I nodded, tears streaming uncontrollably down my face. "Tucker, my whole body aches… Please, help me…" My voice slipped out as a whisper, trembling under the weight of my sobs. Yet beneath it all, desire burned in every breath I took. After a moment, Tucker shifted closer, closing the space between us. "And how exactly do you want me to help?" he murmured.

My world went black. I was screaming as loudly as my lungs would allow but then just as my eyesight failed my hearing was gone. Was this death? The silent nothingness where life itself was a blur. No, I thought. I was still screaming. I knew I was screaming, I could feel it in my thoughts but I just couldn’t hear anything. I knew now what everyone before was howling about. The fire. It was raging now inside, making me wish death was just a few short moments away. Everything burned. My eyes, head, chest, and down to my toes. Not one single part of me wasn’t on fire. This was true death. At teh end of nothingness was the endless fire. It was never going to end now and I’d never forget this fee

Her scream echoed through the room, shrill and panicked. "Aaah!" But as soon as she spotted someone behind me, her expression morphed in an instant. Her eyes grew red-rimmed, tears welling up like a tragic heroine. "Emily, I know you despise me, but my child… my child is a life too!" I felt a strong hand seize my wrist, and I turned to find Tristan staring at me, his gaze glacial. "That's enough," he said coldly. "Emily, I asked you to come here for a civil conversation. How could you attack Faye like this?"

There were too many people, too many voices in his head and he just shut everything off. Malachi lay on his back and he saw Kiran engulfed in flames. His eyes were cold and unforgiving, like something had taken over. A man screamed and his eyes held so much fear and Malachi felt Death in the room with them. Another man started burning as Kiran yelled something at him. His screams were horrific but Malachi realized he felt nothing. Kiran was still safe and people around him were dying. Malachi looked into the barrel of a gun and the man’s eyes glazed over.

Whisper appeared to bask in their surprise, enjoying the moment of shocking them into silence. ‘Burn them,’ Whisper said. ‘Burn them now.’ When the flames finally feasted upon them, Mathilda appeared next to Faye. She was crying, watching her daughter burn. Faye wished for nothing more in that moment, than to be able to hold her and comfort her. What agony was she enduring, watching her daughter being fed to the flames? ‘Mathilda, I wish I could take your pain away,’ Faye said. ‘Forgive us…’ Silently, Mathilda faded away into the night.

And I am so incredibly in love with her. I blush. I hate it. But I feel the instant heat crawl up my neck and settle around my ears, turning them the color of a freaking firetruck. The blue of her eyes crinkle in a way that shows me this amuses her. It's like her irises are the ocean and the sweet, saltiness of the water cools the fire under my skin.

he hissed, bending his head closer. "Wrong move," I growled, shooting my hand up to grasp his wrist, channeling intense heat into his bones. "Now!" I yelled at my dad as I dropped the walls, forcing the last of my fire's reserves into the man's bloodstream. I let my own power surge into him at the same time, stealing what remained of his life while the fire literally cooked him from the inside.

Alice opened her eyes and yawned. She stood up groggy and walked to the bathroom. She saw her reflection in the mirror and screamed. She was quick to place her hand on her mouth to prevent her from screaming further. Her hair looked disheveled and her eyes looked so puffy. She ran to the bathroom. She came out after taking a bath and stared at herself in the mirror. She smiled at her reflection. She remembered how your g cared for her the previous night. She chuckled slightly.