Fire Themed Names Novels & Stories

I’m talking so good it brings tears to your eyes Ian: awww is my feeder already planning all the ways to fill me up while im there? Dre: damn baby, warn a guy if we’re getting nasty on the texts, my sister is right by me Ian: Oh my god. you KNOW thats not what i meant Dre: How was your day? i was expecting to be the one receiving text spam, not sending it Ian: i kind of had a horrible day Dre: wanna talk about it? i can call when Hyeri goes to bed Ian: Honestly? I’d rather talk about anything else like that horrible pun you made on the first flash card

I skimmed the text, my eyes darting from line to line, trying to make sense of it. *Project Inferno— Weaponization of Wildfires.* My breath caught in my throat. Weaponization? what the actual hell...? I flipped through the pages, my pulse quickening as the details unfolded before me.

I didn't stumble into this trade; I was born into it. My great grandfather started the business here when he and his men left their country and came to America. Our last name Velimir means the one who is great at maintaining peace, and my great grandfather maintained the peace. He pushed out the multitude of gangs in Genesis, and he took over the territory, building his business from the ground up. Without rival gangs shooting up the area and fighting over turf, there's been peace in Genesis, and my great grandfather thought he'd succeed in his mission.

Flameheart Whoever the fucking greaseball is behind the poisoning of my people, is going to have it from me. I will not spare any of them, once I find out their identity. Although I managed to abate the effects of the poison, I am still pissed off at their audacity. No one dares to hurt those loyal to me and get away with it. My name is Flameheart. A reborn alpha and a formidable business magnate. Once I set my mind on anything, I only rest once it has been accomplished.

I fought to control the car, spinning through flames and smoke, gripping the wheel with every ounce of strength. After what felt like forever, no rescue came. Only Thomas’ mocking voice, saying, “So, what now, babe? All the nearest rescue teams ran. They’re pulling the fire brigade from the city. “Even then, it’ll be at least half an hour. Might as well… keep racing? “Go for it. We’re all waiting to watch you cross the finish line.”

But that can’t be right because this belongs to my mother and she’s a by the rule witch and would never experiment with this kind of stuff. “Come start me a fire you little pyro” he said breaking my concentration. “You’re right there is some weird stuff in here” I told him. “I know, light me a fire and I’ll show you the weirdest part I found.” He said. Tyler and I head to the fire pit. I throw some small branches and medium size logs into the fire pit and snap my fingers. The wood catches immediately. “That is freaking awesome” he clapped his hands together “You can finally come home!”

“I’m just saying, it wouldn’t kill us to get closer to that.” That being the massive, arrogant, overly admired future Alpha whom I’ll eventually be stuck protecting. “I am not interested in being part of the fan club,” I mutter under my breath. Jason raises an eyebrow. “Talking to your wolf again?” “She’s getting mouthy.” “I’d be concerned if she wasn’t,” he grins. We pass a few more students, and sure enough, the nickname follows. “Little Reaper!” “Damn, Ayla!” Jason leans in. “It’s official now.”

"A fine name indeed." "Hey what's the Gaelic word for fire?" she asked, watching a wisp of smoke unfurl from the young one's snout. "Aodh." "Is there anything you don't know?" "Maybe. Shamira grinned. "Aodh and Jörmungandr ," she said again. At least she'd finally gotten around to naming them.

I also appreciate honest critics as well. I promise that when I’m back, you’ll have a far more adventurous writing of Fire on Fire Book 2: ELIJAH. Thank you guys so much. Happy holidays!

"Nice name, Shall we go to our cabin Sapphire" "Yeah sure and Fire for short". "Oh because you look hot".He said winking at her as she giggled "No let's just say I was a really mischievous child ". "Mischievous? I like it, let's go fire". They go to their cabin as I clenched my hands like she's married to me so how can she allow other man to call her fire even Ted doesn't call her fire, We get the cabin next to theirs which is good because if he tries to anything with her then he's gone.