Flames Loop Novels & Stories

“Hold him down.” Leon’s eyes widen so much that I think they might pop and roll right out of his head. “What the fuck are you doin’, man?” I pour the lighter fluid on his head; his eyes flutter closed, desperate to avoid the drops of liquid. I don’t see the point. The burning will be all he can focus on in a moment. Sheer agony of flames licking his skin violently. Excitement courses through my body, my thumb presses down on the flint wheel, and a flame bursts to life. The majestic, dancing colours mesmerise me—yellow, red, orange—beautiful and deadly all rolled into one. I tug at a strand of Leon’s hair, bringing the flame to it. Within seconds, his entire head is on fire. My lips curve int

Flames races across the ground, bright and merciless. “No!” I scream, lungs breaking. Claudia and the others turn their backs, Eli dragged out with them. The door slams shut, sealing me inside. Flames roar, racing up walls. Smoke thickens, stinging my eyes, clawing down my throat. I choke, coughing hard. Heat licks my skin. My mind reels, flickers of fire striking me with painful familiarity. The memory of another blaze, another nightmare, gnaws at me. I cough harder, body weakening. Fire dances in my blurred vision, glowing in my eyes like the end itself. Is this how it all ends?

Flames of desire He cupped her breast with his hands as he aggressively devoured her nipples with his mouth, one after another. "Oh fuck," she moaned and slid her hands down his chest to the taut line of his abdomen, and made every muscle that made him manly ache for her even more, he rolled his tongue in circular motion around her nipples and sent more shivers down her spine.

We move faster. Her voice rises, breaks, shatters as she screams my name. That sound undoes me. I drive her higher, faster, until she’s trembling, crying out, clawing at me like she can’t survive another second without release. When she falls apart beneath me, it’s violent, breathtaking, her whole body convulsing, every muscle clenching tight. I follow her over the edge, groaning against her throat, spilling into her with a force that leaves me shaking. For a moment, there’s nothing but heat, the thundering of our hearts, the wild, reckless satisfaction of having her again.

The warmth grew, racing through my veins like liquid fire, rushing down my arms to my fingertips. When I opened my eyes, silver flames flickered alive in my palms. I gasped softly, my heart skipping. The flames danced, small but steady, their glow lighting up my hands and the ground around me. For a moment, panic rose in me, but then Liam’s voice broke through. “You’ve got this, Katrina,” he said firmly. “Don’t let go.” His words steadied me. I focused on my breathing, in and out, in and out, and the flames steadied too. They grew brighter, less shaky.

Flame that promised: I will burn myself to keep you warm before I ever burn you for bowing wrong. We understood. One by one, our muzzles lowered. Not to the altar. Not to the priest. Not even to Adira’s crown. We bowed to her. Chains cracked. Collars split. Some clattered to stone like rain. Others fell silent around throats that would never obey again. The howl rose—low, reverent, raw. The Loom shuddered. The pulse struck. Two flames once sundered are whole again. --- POV: Araya

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.

“Not bad, Ranger. But you can do better with some more control. First step, stop relying on anger. As fun as it is to piss you off, it’s too unpredictable.” Amerie took a deep breath to center herself. A wall of roaring, multicolor flames flashed through her mind. Asteri nudged her toward her internal flames. Amerie blocked out the rest of the world until all she saw was her own fire. The flames danced and arced in anticipation of her directions. She isolated individual flames inside the fire, stretching and twisting them. Reaching out her hand, a single flame sparking with white and gold embers appeared, twisting around her fingers. She closed her eyes and imagined one of the embers become

I stopped as I noticed no one other than of course Danny walking past along with the remaining firefighters who were just about done checking their equipment and putting them away. He took a quick glance at me as our eyes met locking on to each other as if we were missiles looking on to our target. He broke contact and looked forward after giving me a slight nod with a smirk before continuing to walk away as if he had never even seen me. It was only for a few seconds but when he looked at me I felt as if he was looking into my skin all the way to my soul like I was see-through. My attention switched back to June when I heard her say something. From the looks of it, she hadn’t even noticed wh

Those raging flames were the same as the rages of his thoughts and heart which was creating another height of obsessiveness in his demonic mind. Living in the burning room in which INSANE claimed him forcefully, Zane went to smoke a cigarette to soothe his wounded soul. Under the light from the flames, Zane's formerly mighty face was suddenly bright then turned gloomy. It was as black as the bottom of a pot. His mood was unclear and indistinguishable. However, the people closest to him could feel the approaching storm clouds reeking of blood. It was quite obvious, the king of VitraVand land's fury was already at the peak.