Fire Within: Book Novels & Stories

Zara The flames didn’t start with a spark. They erupted all at once—roaring, raging, devouring everything in their path. One second, I was standing in the middle of the academy courtyard, and the next, fire leapt from my fingertips, curling around me like a living thing hungry for destruction.

The cold winter wind rushed through the broken window of the abandoned house. The girl in the shadows shivered, backing further away from the shattered glass. The breeze blew her hair into her eyes, and she quickly pushed it away. Her red hair was like a fire burning in the darkness, a beacon glowing brightly for her hunter to find. She looked over her shoulder for the millionth time, feeling paranoid. He could be anywhere — lurking in a dark corner, waiting behind a closed door, silently standing behind her — and she wouldn't even know it. He was too quiet. Too good at this horrible game.

I could see fire blazing above me, hear the screaming of those caught in the flames, as I continued to claw my way back to the surface. I am Ember’s only hope of survival. My mate needs me and I’m not going to let some elves bury me alive, leaving her to die. When the earth begins slowly closing beneath us, I push to the surface again, lifting my head in the air, trying to find her scent among the scent of fire, water, earth, and air, intermingled with burned flesh and blood. I hear a scream of agony a moment before we’re all blown off our feet by the strongest blast of fire I’ve ever seen or felt. I roll when I feel my fur burning, quickly extinguishing the fire on my body.

The rage was consuming my whole system. I walked faster to go to the library. Raiden must have helped me. The anger was filling my whole body and even my eyes were producing fire. "No! Don't create a powerful fire! It can burn the Elemental Kingdom!" I can't… The fire became more severe. My eyes, palm, chest, back—all of them were igniting. I could feel the heat. No one would save from my gift, this was not supposed to happen. I closed my eyes and thought of happy memories. The first time I saw Fira popped into my mind. That was tragic, but I felt that the fire gradually disappeared. I thought of me and Fira at the bed. I watched her sleep for the whole night.

Then, he stretched out his hand into the void and called forth the first fire of humanity. Oliver grit his teeth together, grunting with exertion, as the primeval fire was slow to bend to his will. He gathered up his reserves and focused all of his strength on the energy dancing in front of him. You will obey me! He shouted from within. Agonizingly slow, the fire began to tilt towards his hand. The moment the first flames reached across the darkness and touched his fingertips, an overwhelming surge of energy raced through his body like a shot of adrenaline straight to his heart.

The warmth of the fire in my heart made the anger evaporate. I could feel how the warmth of the fire in my heart was spreading through my body. I could even feel it on my skin. It felt like a caress of a lover all over my body. It made me giggle, I felt happy. For the first time I didn’t feel fear for the feeling of fire within me. “Whenever you need help with your anger or negative thoughts, look within yourself and let the fire in your heart burn, let it burn hot and fierce.” Mosi’s smile broadened until it crinkled her emerald eyes and they glinted.

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.

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 had thought that it would burn me – taking a peek at the two women who were with me, they were back away from the fire, Leah patted the small flame that got on her pants, Lyv helping her put it out. I could still feel the heat, but what was odd was that the flames didn’t burn me. I lowered my hands slowly, looking at the book – now burning yet the pages were intact. My heart beat fast as I walked back to the podium. I blink, there was something new. I blinked again. I rubbed it, feeling the sting I had felt when Leah brought me to Neverwhere.

Stripes. Burning across my body like fire. The air itself seemed to change. The wolves hesitated. Just for a second. That was their mistake. I moved. Faster than before. Stronger. Unstoppable. I tore through them. No hesitation now. No strategy. Just dominance. One after another. They fell. Until only one remained. Celdor stepped forward. Finally. I tilted my head slightly, blood dripping from my jaw. “You should have stayed hidden.” He didn’t respond.