Fire Mc Novels & Stories

Nora asked. "Yeah, what about it?" Alice asked. "When my dad got to the scene, he found the car in flames and few officers were hurt," she said. Alice was shocked. "Jesus!" She screamed. "It's terrifying," Nora sighed. She decided to change the subject. "How are the boys? Are they awake?" She asked. Alice nodded, still trying to recover from her shock. "Let's go in then," Nora said and walked into the hospital. Alice dragged her feet lazily behind her. She was still immersed in her thoughts that she wasn't focused on her surroundings. She accidentally bumped into a man.

I hissed, I was shaking like a dead leaf, fat hot tears running down my cheeks, but I don't care. The only thing I care about is finding Marco. I took in a deep breath trying but failing miserably to calm myself, I couldn't. “Where. The. Fuck. Is. He.” I grit out, forcing the words out of my mouth. My throat hurts from holding my back my tears, thick lumps piling up my throat. “There.” One of the firefighters pointed to a lone corpse, away from the rest. I wasted no time as I ran over, bending down to get a closer look. The first thing that caught my attention was the burnt ring on the corpse finger sticking out of the material.

I'm losing control and I'm seconds away from breathing fire. She slaps me and the fire pushes back a bit. She's glorious in her anger and I can't touch her or I'll never let go. I glance at Mikael. "Control your woman and get her out of here." Pepper tries to run, but Mikael grabs her. Just seeing him touch her pushes smoke from my nostrils and small sparks shoot from my mouth. "Take her away," I roar as I head for my perch where I can release the flames.

stop him as he took off flying high above the mansion. The three of us took off after him and circled around him to try and keep him from breathing fire. I mind linked Bo and told him if he got the chance to restrain Willix that he needed to take it and ground him as quick as possible to minimize the damage he was causing. Orange fire rained down and soon we were headed towards Jadeville. I knew my mate was still there trying to save as many people as he could. Bo and Caroline flanked Willix at the last minute and pushed him away from the town. Reya flew in front of him to try and stop the fire storm he was spraying over the land. I knew it was a risky move but I also knew that his fire was

The window opened. She went through the skylight. The warehouse floor was cold and vast. She moved along the east wall with the practiced speed of someone who understood that the difference between being seen and not being seen was almost always pace. She reached the east corner staging materials and assessed them rapidly. Not evidence. Equipment. The specific professional equipment of a man preparing a final move. She photographed everything and transmitted it to Lucia. "Sienna." Lucia's voice had shifted. "He was not planning to run. He was planning to burn it. The staging point. Everything connecting him to the network. He was going to disappear into the fire."

Milo ran outside to pick it up, but the back doors of the ambulance were already closing. “We have your information and the police may stop by later to get a statement, but it looked like your run of the mill heart attack, poor man,” the EMT didn’t stop for Mile’s responses before he ducked into the driver’s seat and the ambulance set off with its siren on. Miles looked down at the object in his hands. It was a small piece of paper and on it was written two words: Chaidou Forest.

he chokes out. Shooting her gun, the guy closes his eyes tightly. He slowly opens his eyes, trying to look back with wide eyes. It is said that if you are not faced with death, you won’t know how desperate you want to live. “You see, that is a blank bullet, but I can’t assure you that the next one will be blank” she tells him. “It is at the warehouse at the fourth avenue” he immediately tells her, with panic. “Good boy” she compliments him, knocking him out could with the butt of her gun.

"She only burned a tiny spot on her hand that's not even as big as my fingernail! But look at Mom's leg! Her whole leg is red! You can't see that? What are your eyes for, decoration?" I shouted. I was so furious that my chest rose and fell, and I pointed straight at the blinking surveillance camera on the ceiling. "You're twisting the truth and can't tell right from wrong! Even if your brain isn't working, the camera up there is recording! Check the footage! Do you dare to check who pushed whom and who spilled soup on whom?" I retorted defiantly.

"Mack, this car is going to explode!" Unwilling to give up, the chubby man glared fiercely at Fiona. Fiona also glanced at him. "You wait to burn to death, you bitch!" Mack said viciously. I’ll stand here and watch. Once you’re burned to a crisp, I’ll take what’s left of you back and feed it to the dogs！" Fiona sneered. Even if she died, so what? Was she afraid of being eaten by dogs? Before leaving, Mack seemed anxious that the fire wouldn't ignite. He kept striking his lighter and threw it into the thick smoke.

Just that one word. Everything after that had blurred into heat and smoke. The heat, the smoke choking the air. The screams echoing through the pack houses as flames climbed walls too fast, too hungry. The Silver Mark had come without warning, without mercy. Morwen remembered clutching her children, her heart pounding so hard she thought it would tear itself apart. She remembered her mate pushing one child into her arms, shouting over the roar of fire. “Run,” he had said. “I’ll get the other.”