Firelight Novels & Stories

It's not even bright outside. He walks into the club, more like bounce. He gets into the club and a few minutes later people start to run out of the building including the man, He walks out of the building. Now I understand, he didn't run out cause he already knows what is about to happen. He looks up at the cctv for a second before leaving the scene, a few seconds later, the building goes up in Flames. Rage builds in my blood at the sight. This is one stupid stunt and when I get my hands on the people responsible for this, they would wish they never had cross me. "The same thing happened in the second video" Tiana mentions as she turns the screen over to her front and types fasts on the key

stop him as he took off flying high above the mansion. The three of us took off after him and circled around him to try and keep him from breathing fire. I mind linked Bo and told him if he got the chance to restrain Willix that he needed to take it and ground him as quick as possible to minimize the damage he was causing. Orange fire rained down and soon we were headed towards Jadeville. I knew my mate was still there trying to save as many people as he could. Bo and Caroline flanked Willix at the last minute and pushed him away from the town. Reya flew in front of him to try and stop the fire storm he was spraying over the land. I knew it was a risky move but I also knew that his fire was

I played some music to lightening our mood as I drove to the packhouse, when we got there, everywhere was very silent, we entered the house "where is everyone, did they go out" "The door is open" she uttered "it's a packhouse, the door is always open" I answered back "their car is out there, am sure they are inside, Rose, we are back" Miranda called after a long scream of her name, she answered that she was coming "I told you they are home" offering myself a seat and pulling with me Miranda on my laps. Danny pov

Lynx screamed “No, fighty-fights?! Nothing?” “Yep!” “WOWW!” Lynx shrugged his shoulder “Now, now. Call Lala and ask for rain. The wind told me there is a fire going on” “I’ll call her” Nathaniel said On the other side Lalaine started the incantation, and let the rain pour. News is all about the great fire, and the reason for the Jack-the-ripper killings. In the orphanage, a boy named Coco visits and gave Father Rhen a note from Elizabeth.

She smelt of rain. Misha always smelt of flowers. She... She smelt of rain. Suddenly, Axel wished it was raining. * The two figures came closer, Fire and Ice, with the moon shining at both of them, glad that they would meet under Her watchful gaze, smiling when the two clashed finally and would prove once and for all, the power of love itself. Let the magic begin.

Storms would stand still and wind would cease. The more the world attacked her, the fiercer her gaze was, like Fire, or a cracker. Like a Firecracker.

The trigger clicked under his finger, shooting out a stream of orange flame that reached all the way to the landing. Richard didn’t bother moving. He allowed the flames to engulf him in a fiery ball. The flames looked almost liquid against him, licking up his torso and around his face like water. Richard threw his arms wide with a maniacal laugh that rang over the screaming fireworks and the roar of the flames. The flame receded, becoming a light blue glow before going out. Jake clicked the trigger a few times before he realized it was out of fuel. The pack felt much lighter. Hollingsworth, once again, vanished.

There was something glowing in my mind that was about to explode. The fleeting feelings of unknown was at the center of my thoughts. At this moment I am a prisoner in a free world. Every corners of my mind seemed to speak by themselves and my heart seemed to be in ablaze. I stared blankly at the bright light in house in daze. It was like my eyes were roving around for something which I was not there. Something beyond its reach it persisted and jammed my heart with queer thoughts. In this night, I felt like embracing somebody. My heart felt lonely and devoid while my whole body seemed into be in flames.

In the warm embrace of the bonfire, our love shone brightly, illuminated by the flames of understanding and acceptance. As the night unfolded, the atmosphere was alive with the energy of shared stories, heartfelt songs, and infectious laughter that echoed through the clearing. The crackling bonfire served as a mesmerizing focal point, its dancing flames casting a warm and flickering glow that illuminated the faces of the gathered community. The crackling fire became a beacon of light and warmth, drawing everyone closer together in a circle of unity and shared joy.

Flames A Rare kind of witches, extinct. The last Flames were burned down by common witches for the crime of being unique. Flames powers consist of Fire. Manipulating fire, imagining it, using it for one's need, and lastly illusions. Flames and Werewolves are the only supernaturals that can coexist without feeling a need to be at war with each other. There have come a time where a werewolf mate had to be a flame and the flame had to have an "Ignis" ( a soulmate ), they called him ignis because the wolves ignited the flames' fire. Just like the wolves, the Flames tend to have a short temper. When the werewolves started becoming extinct, the flames lashed out on families, friends, and mainly on