Fire Road Book Novels & Stories

After a tense silence, Thomas finally sounded utterly defeated. “That’s enough! Stop! The rescue team is already on the way! “Just… go around, don’t come this way.” I exhaled sharply and yanked the wheel, turning the car around. I had gambled right. However, moments of relief were immediately replaced by a wave of heat even stronger than before. Smoke burned in my lungs, and all I could hear was the relentless crackling of the fire. I fought to control the car, spinning through flames and smoke, gripping the wheel with every ounce of strength.

A few minutes later we finally got out and the heat of the sun, sand, and cactuses that are higher than us and I can see their big and sharp thorns meet my eyes. I can breathe a sigh of relief because I can no longer smell the small amount of fuel. If we stay there longer, I won't be surprised if I end up coughing even if I don't have one. But I still thought I would suffocate, and I didn't think it was possible to catch fire because there was a slight smell of gasoline in there. Even if it's just gas and not the back, it's still flammable. "What's that road called?" I can't stop asking. In this world, even a path has a name.

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.

**Chapter Fifty-Three** Fire did not feel the same anymore. It wasn’t just heat. It wasn’t just power. It was memory. Rose didn’t fall through it this time. She *moved* through it. Like it recognized her. Like it was guiding her somewhere she had always been meant to return. The flames curled around her—not burning, not consuming—but *revealing*. And within them— She began to see. Not just fragments. Not just flashes. But something whole.

And I wished she could realise that it truly wasn’t her job to see the future, or to act on saving them. We would never of had the time to save the children and ourselves and little Arlo if not for her. And that’s more than I would have saved in the face of Damian and his torchers. The problem with living in woodland is the wood around us. The fallen leaves and brambles that catch fire so quickly. Fire spreads as an astronomical rate and that meant my pack was wiped out in the matter of a short few hours. Most bodies would suggest their death came from burning alive yet I know he killed each and every member with more than fire.

Alpha Winston growls out, looking at me in distaste, "That is not true, we heard about the way she attacked the rogues when they trespassed the Silvan pack. People say she bursted in flames, she—" "I was one of those rogues, actually, so I think I know better than you. I mean, if all your information is hearsay," River interrupts him, his almost rude tone making Rem's jaw clench, "So, listen, we've been testing her. And after we saw the way her fire acts, we started digging and found this." Everyone looks as River pulls something out of his back pocket. It's a page from and old book with the Mother Flame prophecy. He told me he'd pull it out at some point, so I'm not surprised.

Her words were a call to shape my own path. And Nylo, softest of all, his thoughts a quiet pulse: Breathe. Breathe. His calm was a lifeline, grounding me in the chaos. I lifted my hands, the firelight casting long shadows behind me. The flames crackled, alive, their heat a challenge as much as a threat. I closed my eyes for a moment, centering myself, feeling the pulse of something deeper, something wild and untamed beneath my skin. The fire was no mere element—it was a force, a living thing that had answered me before, bending to my will in the dark of the night. I didn’t understand it, couldn’t name it, but it was there, waiting.

* Liam O’Grady and his brother were hurtling along on the dusty road, their faces grim, streaked with dirt. They were preparing to meet the convoy which was approaching them with armoured trucks and men, a convoy of El Toro’s men who would undoubtedly be armed to the hilt. Suddenly, ahead of them, some distance away, they saw a cloud of smoke arise. Black dense clouds. “It’s a …a Fire!” shouted St Just even as O’Grady hollered, “It’s begun!” Claude, his eyes narrowed, had a mixed look on his face. Horror. Awe.

Cassian POV The firefighters were able to put out the fire in the library before it burned down the entire building, but between the flames, the smoke, and the water used to put it out, we lost three-quarters of the books. The head librarian, Marianne, was barely able to hold back her tears at the town meeting when we heard the reports. “We weren’t able to find any source for the fire,” our Fire Chief, Taylor, finished, folding his arms. “No accelerants were found, but the way it spread couldn’t have been natural, either.”

We couldn't waste time so I asked a few of the alphas to go further in and start the fire whilst I placed a few more alphas in different spots to help burn it all down. Here is the link to my facebook fan page https://www.facebook.com/rishanovel/