Firelight Novels & Stories

It felt as if it wanted to burn through my palms and enter me. ​I don't know what that embryo is, but every time it moves, a wave of intense pain ripples through my body. As I descended through the mountain forest, I realized my hearing had sharpened incredibly. The sound of a dry leaf snapping a mile away rang in my ears like a thunderclap. ​"Catch her! Don't let her cross the forest!" ​The screams of Elena’s commandos echoing from the distance alerted me. They weren't dead. They had returned alive even from that blast of fire.

Firelight stained the horizon long before the alarms rang. Kaelen stood atop the eastern watchtower as flames rose in a jagged line across the distant trees, turning the night into a hellish mirror of Aria’s nightmares. Smoke billowed upward, spiraling like dark serpents toward the moon. The crackling roar of spreading fire carried even across miles of forest, and beneath it—faint but unmistakable—came the anguished screams of villagers. Lucien hadn’t just sent scouts this time.

I also don’t hear his response. Suddenly the mindlink just cuts out, and we’re surrounded. Fire spontaneously bursts to life around Ellie and me in a perfect circle, engulfing all the trees. The heat is so vicious it steals the air straight from my lungs. My chest tightens, every breath scraping hot and sharp like glass. ‘Ellie—‘ A column of flame lashes up between us, separating me from her in a violent crackle. I stumble back instinctively, away from the flame. “Elara!”

Even if I am dressed warm, the hair on my body rose. They both each gave a speech talking about safety measures, and what campfire is all about in general. “Now to begin the event we’ll light the fire up.” Luna Elena said with a smile. Damon and his mother, both held up a burning wood and a transparent box opened automatically. With that, they placed the burning woods at the bottom of the well arranged woods shaped to be a huge crescent moon, and the burning began. The place was well secured in some transparent heat resistant glass, and the ventilation channel somewhere to avoid smoke. The top of the cover had some light water droplet which reduces the burn and shone a blue light as the wate

Her breath trembled as something inside her cracked—not with breaking, but with release. She closed her eyes, drawing the wildfire closer, not to crush it, not to run—but to face it. The whispers tore at her, but she pushed back with her own voice, raw and burning: “I am not your kindling. I am not your ruin. I am flame, and flame is mine to carry.” The wildfire shuddered, sparks bursting outward like a thousand tiny stars. The dark edges burned away, leaving only fierce, golden light that wrapped around her like a mantle.

As I was about to open my mouth again, I was interrupted by the voices that had grown more terrifying. “Run!” They cried. “RUN!” In a heartbeat, the cold air was replaced by a sudden wave of searing heat, prompting me to spin around and face the horrifying sight before me. The manor, where thousands of Farsuleias had left a mark on the history of our lineage, was now consumed by a raging inferno, its flames eagerly dancing upon the foundations. My breath caught in my chest as I watched the fire's voracious hunger devour everything in its path.

Kai’s lower lip trembled and I brought the flames up again in the palms of my hands and they both stopped and looked at the flames. “You like this, don’t you?” They were transfixed by the flames. We’d been in the clearing for an hour and I started walking back up to the house with them. They would get hungry soon, I kept the flames dancing on my palms as I walked up the patio and saw Adara busy with dinner. I forgot for a moment that she hated me and that I was angry with her. “Look what they can do!” She turned at the excitement in my tone but her eyes held annoyance.

The flame flares to life, I hold it for a second, just long enough for him to see it. “No…no! You can’t do this!” Reynolds roars, struggling, panic bleeding into every word. I glance back at him, my smirk sharp. “Watch me.” Then I toss it. The flame lands, catches the trail of gasoline, and a hiss breaks the silence. Then a roar. Fire races across the ground like a beast unleashed, devouring everything in its path until the entire house is ablaze. Orange light dances in the night air, casting shadows across Reynolds’ face as he screams.

Nora asked. "Yeah, what about it?" Alice asked. "When my dad got to the scene, he found the car in flames and few officers were hurt," she said. Alice was shocked. "Jesus!" She screamed. "It's terrifying," Nora sighed. She decided to change the subject. "How are the boys? Are they awake?" She asked. Alice nodded, still trying to recover from her shock. "Let's go in then," Nora said and walked into the hospital. Alice dragged her feet lazily behind her. She was still immersed in her thoughts that she wasn't focused on her surroundings. She accidentally bumped into a man.

There was a fire place which they made in order to keep themselves warm. All of them where seen gathered around the fire like it was a committee of witches having their meeting, planning on a mission to devour. Each of them was putting on thick article of clothing to help the body warm faster. The cold was much like it was winter. It’s a known phenomenon that areas surrounded by water are most often cool especially the cool breeze that makes one thing that he or she was about to freeze. That’s because, during the day, the sun heats hard on the ground producing heat that helps warm the rivers, then at night, the river produced immense cool breeze that helps to keep the ground cold. It exhibit