Fire Upper East Side Today Novels & Stories

Unfortunately, the fleeting window of time we thought we had to say goodbye to each other was shortened more when Asher and Ryker turned up a few minutes later. The twin expressions of horror shining through on their faces as they entered the building and advanced towards us in a rush told me everything before the disturbing words even passed the threshold of Asher’s lips. “The Eastern Territory is on fire! We have to go, now!”

His jaw clenched, fingers tightening around the phone as he listened intently. When he hung up, he faced Adrian, voice taut. "Warehouse on the east side. It’s destroyed." Adrian froze. "Destroyed?" Connor's face darkened. "Blown to smithereens." Leila pushed off the counter, her eyes sharp. "Casualties?" Luca shook his head. "We don’t know yet. Firefighters are on-site. We need to act now." Adrian didn't hesitate. He retrieved his gun from the table, sliding it into his holster. "Let’s move."

Luca’s POV The city smelled like smoke. Not the kind that drifts from chimneys or burns from cheap street food. This was acrid. Sharp. Angry. It smelled like something had been set on fire, and no one had any intention of putting it out. I stood on the balcony of the east end safehouse, watching black smoke drift into the pale morning sky. Two buildings had burned last night. One belonged to us. The other had innocents inside. Both were ash now.

KAEL'S POV The smoke's been rising for three hours. Black column twisting up into the gray sky like a finger pointing at nothing. Coming from the northern hills where the Riverside pack makes their home. Or used to make their home. "That ain't a campfire," Ronan says. We're standing on the ridge looking down at what's left of their territory. "That's everything burning." "Could be an accident." "Could be. But when's the last time you seen an accident that burns that hot?"

She had a worried expression on her face which told me that the news isn’t something good. “Another establishment has gone up in flames here in downtown Manhattan. This has been the third establishment to suddenly catch on fire this month. According to reports, the restaurant owners believed it was arson however a representative from the police has told the media that it was simply an accident.” The news anchor reported while a live footage of the restaurant being extinguished was on screen. It’s getting worse out there. I don’t know how Primo can still handle this. He must have a lead or something.

ADRIAN’S POV Sunlight leaked through the motel's thin curtains like dirty water, and I woke to the sound of traffic and Elena's restless breathing beside me. She had slept fitfully, one hand constantly pressed to her belly; even in sleep, she was protecting our child. I checked my phone. It was 7:23 AM, and news alerts flooded the screen. "Electrical Fire Forces Evacuation of Blackwood Tower" "Tech CEO Victor Kane Safe After Building Emergency" "No Injuries Reported in Manhattan High-Rise Incident"

Kael was already up, pulling on clothes and weapons with quick, practiced moves. “What is happening?” I demanded, doing the same. “Fire in the eastern district,” he sent through the mind-link while reaching out to the pack. “Multiple buildings. It is spreading fast.” We ran through the corridors and met Theron and Martin, who were already organizing response teams. “How bad is it?” I asked. “Bad,” Martin answered grimly. “At least a dozen buildings are burning. And this is not normal fire. There is magic in it. It is not spreading the way ordinary flames would.”

” The news flash back to the anchor who continues, “But unfortunately, before the fire could be put out, two unidentified persons have been said to have died from the heat and burns sustained from the fire. The Arson Department has nothing to say yet as investigations are still ongoing.” I heave a sigh in disappointment, “I’ve gotten it.” I return my focus to the one at hand. “The phone, before being immobile near the police station was close to another cell phone tower. Although I can’t pinpoint exactly where he had been in the tracking but I can say which cell phone tower he had been the closest to.” “Okay?” “He was closest to a cell phone tower in Adralle, within Brooklyn here.” “Adralle?

(Alessa) The statement went live at 8:17 p.m. By 8:45, the city was already on fire with it. I stood barefoot in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the Manhattan skyline glittering like a jeweled blade against the night. The penthouse lights were dimmed low, casting everything in soft gold and shadow. Behind me, Adrian’s presence was a steady heat at my back. He didn’t touch me yet. He was giving me the moment.

I combed my hair leaving some strands on my temple, almost reaching my eyes. I don't know but I like the style. Lucia said it's hot. No doubt. I head out after applying perfume. Getting to East's office, I heard a loud slam on the table. Here we go. Entering the office, I find angry East on his feet and other men are looking down in fear. What's going on? "Why did you take so long Seth?" East asked. "I had to wash up. What's wrong?"" It came to my notice that the warehouse at the south was set ablaze last night." "The heck?"