Fire In Their Eyes Novels & Stories

Their eyes burned with the desire to kill me, for trying to steal their man. I swallowed hard. I’m about to play with fire, and if I’m not careful, I might get burned… real bad.

Eli’s lips returned to Adrian’s with a raw hunger, and Adrian’s hands clutched at him, dragging him closer, whispering pleas that turned into cries. When Eli finally moved over him again, Adrian opened to him without hesitation, his breath was ragged, begging for more. Eli met his gaze, his eyes blazing. “You sure?” “Yes,” Adrian moaned. “God..yes. Don’t hold back.” He didn’t. Eli moved with relentless intensity, every thrust was deep and powerful, it was a mixture of passion and fury and love. Adrian’s head fell back against the pillows, fingers digging into Eli’s arms as he moaned louder, his voice echoed through the room. They moved together like wild, unstoppable animals, lost in each ot

"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.

And it made me pause. Fire burned in his eyes. Nicholas was furious.

His icy blue eyes became red as the fires of hell, clenching his fists and jaw. “Put. Her. Down. NOW!!!”

My eyes fixated on the roaring inferno that seemed to consume everything in its path. I couldn't believe this was happening. Everything around me seemed to blur as I frantically searched for my grandmother despite the hungry flames. My heart pounded in my chest, tears streamed down my cheeks, my vision becoming more misty. Smoke stings my eyes, tendrils of embers even wanting to scar my legs. This feeling of hurt is overwhelming. I couldn't understand why this was happening. I cannot even fathom what my grandmother has done to deserve this. I’m the one deserved to burn. Not her.

Mine. “Mate.” I said, with a voice of longing. Willow’s hair started floating like an unseen force was causing it to rise. Hot air was flowing from her, and I felt like the final piece to my puzzle was about to be placed. Following her instinct, Willow held her palms up to meet mine, her entire body ignited like a torch. Blood red flames mixed with no other colors as it surrounded her. Her fire burned like mine. It was as if heaven and hell opened up and poured power down onto us. Our flames intertwine around each other like a cyclone. Blue and red were blending, turning so hard and fast that everyone around us was nothing but a blur.

He starts to go when he found he can't look into her eyes and listen to her words But Anya stops him and turns him towards herself "Where are you going? Now listen to me, you said that I don't deserve that you talk to me but the truth is I'm not even interested in talking to the people like you." Her every word and eyes were filled with deep hatred and an unknown fury like she will burn everyone in that fury. "Because I detest people of your category, narrowed minded, cruel moreover black-hearted." She points in the direction of his heart and contines

Wolves' territory Friday, July 22nd 18:23 IT WAS IN THAT MOMENT "She was falling, so dangerously and so irresponsibly." SCAR'S EYES SOFTENED at the little woman writhing under him. God, how he wanted to take her right there but he was raised better than that. When a woman's got pain in her eyes, Tee, you've gotta' take her by the hand and love her until it goes away. D'you understand me? His mama used to tell him, not realising that he could see the pain in her eyes. Though, he couldn't love her pain away like she'd told him to.

They finally got settled packed their stuffs inside and rested. The faint sun set and the cloudy sky turned dark like it was beaconed to do so. The ground was so cold like rainfall dropped, but that was due to the nature of the site. In their different tents, they were seen discussing and chatting over topics of their different choices. In the boy's tent, Ekaris brought up the topic, trust him, it had to do with Enola. At some point, Clinton was wondering what obsession he has with the girl. He obviously knew there was some act of jealousy on the side of Ekaris. He kept the thought to himself. He didn't say much, he did more of listening as Ekaris was busy pouring out his disgusting and self