Fire Within: Book Novels & Stories

Chapter 13 Set Fire and Burn by Ruth Nalio Angelica… Darkness surrounded me and the screaming of the wind filled my ears. The ground shook beneath my feet, cracking with each step I took. My flaming fingertips trailed along the walls of the building next to me, catching it on fire with ease. Inside, I was filled with more pain and anger than humanly possible. Terror woke me from my nightmare, and I sat up screaming. Looking down at myself, I jumped out of the bed as I realized I was on fire. “Fuck! No!” I shook my hands, as if I could shake out the fire.

(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?

Beautiful. I closed my eyes, focusing inward, as the book instructed. I pushed past my breath. Past my thoughts. Past the memory of Nicholas. The sting of betrayal. The weight of disappointment. What I found instead was fire. It wasn’t just a metaphor. It lived inside me. A flame coiled in my soul, not burning me—but fueling me. It pulsed like a heartbeat. Responded to my anger. My resolve. My pain. And slowly, I could feel something else.

I was late morning when Tristan entered the room pulling my head of the book, I looked at him in slight amazement. “We have the conference call in twenty minutes.” He greeted stepping into the room as I looked up. “What?” He asked and I held up the book. “Tristan, this book.” I stated not really knowing how to explain it. “It’s a novel, just a story that I found in the library, but it’s based on a family of werewolves, the two daughters, twins, were born with a special gift, they could produce fire and ice.” I uttered and watched as his brows rose. “They later became joint alphas of the their pack. Do you think this could be the story of the alpha twins that we were looking for?”

*Last chapter! Yay! So someone is going to die. I know, spoiler much? Jsyk, I am crying way more than you are, if you do ಥ╭╮ಥ Listening to Before you go by Lewis Capaldi * * It was not easy at first. Having to pull men through tents and snap their heads, because there was a high possibility they would heal again. Yet he had to be thankful for the twins. Who psychotically, and happily set them on fire or drove Icicles through their head.

Alice snapped Kingston roll his eyes and walked away from her sight “You really won’t say anything about It?” Alice asked Kingston didn’t say a word “Fine,,goodbye” Alice said and turned back She walked away Kingston fold his fists angrily,,his hands which was placed on the table started bringing out some flames of fire,,his eyes and hair turning red. The table was almost catching fire when the door opened again and Alice c@m£ in “I c@m£ to take my book,,,,” she st©pped when she saw Kingston and her eyes wi-de-ned

If it was a normal person, I'm sure that his hand would have been pierced due to the heat. But I know that it is not affected by the fire. He's a Basilisk and fire could not kill him, nor harm him. Faris suddenly walked towards us and I took a step back when he came towards me. Take this. He said that my blood almost came to my head. Is he crazy? Who in their right mind would touch a burning rock? That's why I shook my head so fast that it seemed like my neck was about to break from shaking so much. It was still smoking and I could see that it was burning.

It was like fireworks went off, and I couldn't help but get swept away in the wave of passion. McKenzie groaned deeply as she practically sucked on my tongue. Her fingers slipped out of my hair and let go of my neck before her hands trailed across my skin with a feather-light touch that made my entire body ache for more and settled them behind my thighs before she easily hoisted me up, causing my legs to instinctively wrap around her waist. My arms found their place around her neck, pulling her even closer, as if wanting to merge into her entirely---and god, I really did. Her strong hands cupped my butt cheeks, and a soft whimper escaped my lips as she squeezed them, sending shivers of pleas

Seeing it snapped something in me. The fire came without permission. The air around me ignited, bright gold and red crashing through the night. The ground split beneath our feet. I didn’t care. All I saw was him bleeding. All I felt was that fire screaming to protect him. Zane turned toward me, his eyes burning brighter than ever. The world narrowed down to just us — flames licking at our skin, the smell of smoke and blood. And then I was in his arms, my mouth on his, our bond exploding. It wasn’t gentle or soft; it was raw, desperate, alive. The flames wrapped around us, merging, feeding on each other until it felt like the world was burning from the inside out.

CHAPTER ELEVEN – FIRE AND LIES The fire spread faster than I thought possible. Flames licked the ridge like angry fingers, cracking the earth beneath our boots. The air was thick, choking, each breath burning my lungs. Luca clung to me, eyes wide with terror, and I felt a pulse of raw fear that made my hands shake—but I forced it down. There was no room for fear. Not now. Bishop’s laughter echoed over the inferno, carried by the wind like a promise of death. He had positioned himself above us, eyes glinting with satisfaction. And the second spark plug… glowing faintly red, perched on the edge of the ridge like a ticking bomb.