Flames Draw Novels & Stories

The call came in at 2:14 a.m., structure fire, single-family residence, 1427 Maple Drive. Flames already showing from the second-floor windows when Engine 19 rolled up. Smoke poured thick and black into the night sky over the quiet suburb. Neighbors stood on lawns in pajamas, phones out, recording.

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

he drawled, his voice thick with amusement. I held my breath as Vladimyr stepped through the flames, his skin shimmering as he absorbed the heat, unaffected by the fire licking at his arms. He approached Tori, his eyes gleaming with a mix of mischief and menace, his bloodlust subtly curling around him like an invisible cloak. Tori’s expression hardened. "I am quite not done yet, brother!” With a defiant shout, she sent a concentrated burst of red flames straight at his chest, her power amplified by sheer will. The impact forced Vladimyr to step back, his expression momentarily faltering.

Drake's eyes widened as Brax’s blue flame roared to life merging with my red flame. “Willow, whatever you do, don’t let go of my hand! If we are separated the new flame will burn out.” Brax reminded me. Then a beautiful purple flame ignited and burned like a torch around us, creating a rolling inferno that made us untouchable. Brax and I walked hand in hand as we stepped forward. Drake recoiled the closer we got, then stepped to the side. “Willow, you were the missing flame?” I didn’t answer him. My focus was on Hades and sending him back to hell.

assistant"> "What now? What are we going to do now? I am not going to accept defeat. I need to get a better makeup artist who can make my face look better. These makeup artists in Willows Creek are not the best. They made my face look like plastic, and that is the only reason why Damon thinks I look like plastic. I will not lick that poor little thing, take Damon away from me," I say.

I wouldn't attend the company banquet, but I would send someone to publicize all the evidence I had gathered on Frank's infidelity during this time. After making all the arrangements, I arrived at the villa's backyard. I lit a fire there and threw all the photos Frank and I had taken over the years into it—photos we had taken while vacationing at the beach together, photos of us kissing on our wedding day, photos we took to commemorate climbing to the top of a mountain… The photos quickly curled and blackened in the flames. Eventually, they turned to ash and scattered away with the wind. It was just like our marriage, which once seemed unbreakable but was now nothing but lies and betrayal.

Simon was restless the whole drive, punching numbers into his phone only to be met with dead lines. He pressed the driver to speed up, the car roaring as it raced through a field blooming with flowers. A sea of roses stretched out before them. Roses, he remembered, were my favorite. A memory flashed in Simon's mind. Nine years ago, in the throes of courtship, he would leave a grand bouquet of roses at my door each day. A different hue for every day of the week. He never imagined a time would come when he would lose the chance to send even a single petal.

The Fiercely fire fox emerged from Mysterious body in Full force, Flames charged at the first Alamala slamming the Alamala hard on the ground. Flames used his long tail to hit the fast approaching Alamala backwards sending it crashing hard on the ground, Evading the black plasma beams from the eyes of the Alamalas, Flames Slashed the two Alamalas down with his flaming claws which caused the Alamalas to scream in pains. " Remaining two to go and it is over " Flames whispered.. He Teleported himself to the back of the already charged Alamala slamming the Alamala hard on the ground, Flames trampled on the skull crushing the Alamala's skull ruthlessly.

She glanced at the fountain first before she looked at Theo. "I wanted to show you this special and sacred place in hopes that you will understand me and the way we live, even just for a little." Theo said with all seriousness. Maddie just nodded to urge him to continue. "This flame was revived when the war from a long time ago was put to an end. Since then, this flame was not on the verge of dying out." "Wait." Maddie even put her hand up to stop Theo from speaking. "What does the war have to do with the flame? Is the war about putting water in it?" Maddie was serious but Theo chuckled on her question which made her brows knot.

She was hoping for him to say something, but he never did. "I guess you're right," Ahankara smiled back, before sighing. "That's just how fate works." She looked at Yashvir with tender eyes and a soft smile. "Flames, no matter how dangerous, always seem to be drawn towards roses." - - - - - -