Romans & histoires Firebreather Duncan

Chapter 57 Alyssa The fire slowly started burning providing immediate warmth. I signed in relief, glad that Duncan was able to get some wood otherwise we would have frozen in here. The rain still poured heavily and I couldn’t hide my surprise that Duncan knew how to do things like this. I mean, he was literally born into wealth, always had people waiting on him. He doesn’t even have to lift a finger and yet his words stuck to me. “I was a boy before an Alpha.”

They were not just smoke—they were millions of tiny dragons capable of crushing our ship. Lucas’s mechanical army began fighting them one by one. In that clash of blue light and black fire, even the stars of space seemed to dim in fear. I struck at the dragons with my silver sword, but they were immortal! At that moment, a massive explosion erupted from within the sun. Looking through the window, I saw Lucas and my father locked in a catastrophic battle within the purple flames. Lucas’s body now burned like golden fire, and the golden wings on his back spread wide again.

Tyrell meets Bree, a free spirited tattoo artist that was raised by Marcus Lowell - the President of The Snakes, when he is told that he is needed to go to his motorcycle clubs rivals territory to help fight a fight that involves both his motorcycle club, The Devils Crow, and their rival, The Snakes. Tyrell is depressed, Bree Pierce, however, makes everything feel that little bit better, they fall in love and find a home in each other. When the antagonist of the story is found, both The Snakes and The Devils Crow discover that his plan all along was to break them all, he burns down Bree’s salon. As Tyrell’s job is done, he returns back to his own territory, leaving Bree. When Bree was young,

Pox went to his desk and turned on his computer. Ember followed him and stared down at the screen of his computer. Pox opened the documents and clicked a file entitled 'DD'. Pox sat on his chair while Ember is standing behind him. Pox inhaled. "Okay, so basically, DD is a doughnut shop, which means Dunkin' Doughnut," Pox said, sounding so proud of his discovery. He looked behind and stared at Ember’s frowned face. Ember shut her eyes and open them to glare at Pox. "Are you? Are you playing with me, Pox?" Ember exhaled. “Do you think that’s the evidence? A doughnut?” Ember pointed to his screen.

Carlos handed me the glass and I took a long drag loving the burn in my throat. What is there to find about it? Everything is as clear as the sky. “ Theía Roxanne along with her lover made a plan to kill her brother. Even if the murder planning was not fully proven she still stole the location of our shipment and handed it to Seph’s father which turned all the things into havoc. So who is this man and what is his relation with that night or the incident surrounding it? The doctor came out of the room finally “Afentiko I think she experiences severe trauma. I have put the ointment on the road burns but there is no saying what when she wakes up or what will her reaction be. If you want, I will

he threw money at me to shut me up and get me away from him. Another kick on my stomach brought me back from my daydream. “Why the hell are you still sitting there for! who you do you think is going to clean that mess, you fucking curse!” I held my breath as I struggled to get up. I was afraid to even breathe, that was how painful my wounds were. When I finally got to my feet, I walked around Kandra and her minion Lisa, but she stepped on my foot with her hill. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs.

The heat was blistering, a scorching inferno that twisted and churned like a living, breathing entity. Duncan howled, his monstrous form thrashing against the overwhelming power. His black-red fur sizzled and crackled against the heat, burning away to reveal blistered, scorched flesh beneath. The crimson fire coiled around him, sipping into his mouth and burning him from the inside out. After what felt like forever, Duncan’s body fell limp to the ground, but still alive. Barely. Pyra walked on all fours, approaching the grotesque form of Duncan. Slowly, she shifted to her human form, naked before him. Simultaneously, Duncan’s body shrank until he was back to his human form. His skin was char

Duncan thumbed his chin, wondering what he would do. He snapped his fingers, going close to the bush and whispering, "I am Duncan Mirthon, mate of Erin Grendel, the one who-" Before he could finish his sentence, the vine struck his cheek, slicing his skin. Duncan hissed, jumping out of the way, feeling his blood dribble down his cheek. "Damn it!" He exclaimed under his breath at the pain that bit his skin. He sat on a small rock, until he remembered he was invisible and could easily sneak into the kingdom.

He remembered that I was his wife. "I love you so much, Duncan," I said while crying. He just smiled and didn't get to answer me because he slowly closed his eyes. Soon, his body caught fire and just like Deron, his body was gradually consumed by fire. "Duncan!" I screamed loudly as his body completely becomes ashes in front of me. I couldn't bear what I witnessed so my vision suddenly went dark and my body fell to the place where Duncan's body was burned. "HELENA, I'm here."

I couldn't run or even stand. " Help!" I screamed. " Kill her!" The tall one shouted. Just then a deep loud growl filled the place making my heart stop. The growl was low and threatening, vibrating through the ground beneath me. The rogues stiffened. Suddenly, Duncan walked out. His eyes glowed red with quiet fury, and even without shifting, power rolled off him like a storm ready to break. " You have five seconds before I tear you to pieces. Your choice." Duncan said, his wolf's voice deep as he rolled up his sleeves.