Fire Reign Novels & Stories

Marcus answered grimly, “Someone set them on fire.” Ryan swore under his breath as a surge of anger coursed through him. The three of them rushed outside together, emerging into a scene of pure bedlam. Several buildings near the southern edge of the settlement burned violently beneath the dark morning sky. Wolves darted back and forth, carrying buckets of water in desperate attempts to contain the flames. Children cried in nearby homes, their frightened voices piercing the night, while pack guards shouted orders to coordinate the efforts. Above all else, fear spread faster than the fire itself, weaving through the crowd like a living shadow.

And there would be no coming back for her after that. She wasn’t built for monsters like me. So she have to walk away. Sooner or later, she would. She have to. Because if she didn’t… I would drag her into my darkness myself. And the fire between us would burn her alive.

“W-Who are you? I don’t know you! Security? Security! Throw these lunatics out now!” Judging by Cassandra’s reaction, everybody realized something was up. Jumping to action, Wesley pounced on me. Ready for him, I yelled, “We are live. Touch me, and I’ll defend myself with the law.” Wesley slammed to a stop and glared at me with an ashen look. Snapping out of her thoughts, Cassandra ended the livestream frantically. With millions watching, she had streamed for nearly twenty-four hours. The feed went dark. Her response was a clear sign to all that she had something to hide.

"I will not be you." "Then you will die with them," the Queen said. The Sunderer’s main battery flared with an intense, orange brilliance. The beam didn't strike the ridge; it struck the ground directly in front of the gate, the heat vaporizing the snow and sending a wall of fire toward the rebel front lines. "Sofia! We have to move! The heat is going to ignite the fuel trailers!" Jax screamed, his voice lost in the roar of the fire.

“What is it?” She shook her head, words failing. The fire tugged at her blood like a call, familiar and terrifying. She forced herself to release him. “Nothing. Go.” Kaelen hesitated, his eyes lingering on her face. Then he broke away, rallying the others. “Buckets! Axes! Move!” The villagers scattered into motion. Mireya reappeared at Serenya’s side, her expression grim. “It’s spreading. Fast.” Serenya’s throat tightened. She could feel it—the pull of heat, the hunger of flame. It was as if the fire already knew her name.

Serena’s hands lifted instinctively, the flames answering her unspoken command. It started small—a flicker, a spark in the underbrush near the nearest scout. Panic sparked in his eyes as the fire licked toward him, hungry, alive. Another step, and a second burst ignited, precise, deliberate, a warning turned weapon. Serena realized with a cold, sharp thrill: she was no longer prey. She was predator. The moment came suddenly—a scout lunged, and instinct overtook thought. Her hands exploded with controlled fire, a wave that threw him backward, screaming. The others tried to respond, but panic shattered their formation.

"Hi, what are you doing?" "Sir, you must light the bonfire!" asked the subordinates. "Light a fire?" Kazexian asked, as soon as Kazexian took a quick step he used the ability of his sword which had the element of fire to light a fire on the wooden branches and the two elders that An had arranged. An who looked up at the sky stopped, she felt something warm and hot. His face looked happy as soon as a fire burned nearby. Quickly the girl assembled the wood that was bigger in size to make a campfire that was more durable.

(My favorite). Red is believed to be the color of love. But it has the intensity to burn. Its flames when roar leaves nothing. They only destroy. But so, does love. This time Hades will burn. Everything. Because if it turns out that the girl, he has been searching for is someone he loves. The fire in his eyes will leave no ashes. Should I let myself get caught in the crossfire?

Perse said. “He’s got more than five supernatural powers within him.” “Have you ever heard of Pyrokinesis?” Perse asked and I thought for a while. “Isn’t that the controlling of fire with mind? Or fire manipulation, something like that?” I asked and they both nodded. “He has that ability too” She whispered and a light gasp escaped my lips. “So be careful” she added and I nodded even though I didn't mean it. How dare he hurt me? He messed with the wrong girl, I’m going to have my pound of flesh, no matter what.

He groaned. He fired off a barrage of hard thrusts. A burgeoning scream threatened in my throat, and a luscious tingle, that oh so sweet contrast of pain and pleasure on repeat, was raising me up as I climbed to my climax once again and just in time, I felt his hot spunk inside me as I shattered into million pieces just in time as the intercom went off and Betty's voice came through, "Mr Edward Reyes is here sir. " "No no no no." He grunted against my body. We were now on the cold floor which contrasted our warm bodies, trying to catch our breaths. "Motherfucker!" ...