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His body was charred by the fire. I pulled him into my arms. ​"Lucas! Look at me! We won!" I began to shake him. ​Lucas slowly opened his eyes. His irises were now a pale grey. He grabbed my hand. "Sophia... the gas... if it mixes with the air, everyone will die... you... you have to seal it..." ​"How?" I panted.

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.

Shadows flicker red beneath my door now, dancing like cruel spirits. “Run!” The word echoes in my skull. The door bursts inward in a spray of sparks and splintered wood. Flames roar behind a towering silhouette. A man steps through the fire. I cannot see his face — only the outline of him carved in burning light. And his eyes. They glow. Not with reflection. With power. The world fractures into red and gold. Heat devours everything. The scream tears from my throat— I wake choking on smoke that isn’t there. My room is dark. Quiet. Whole.

she handed over the check to Oswald. In the Celestine University, Bella found herself surrounded by fire. She came to the library to pick a book which she needed. The library was almost empty as it was their lunch hour. She found the book she was searching for and settled down to read. She was so engrossed in the book that she didn't notice the smoke untill she was surrounded by the smoke. When she realized that the library is on fire, she tried to escape. But to her horror, someone locked the library door from outside.

She gasped, coughing violently, panic rising as the flames crept closer. “I know you hate fire,” he sneered. “Remember when you were six, trapped in that building engulfed in flames? It was a miracle you survived. But don’t count on another miracle this time. Either you sign, or you get roasted like a chicken.” Serena’s body trembled, sweat dripping down her face. “F… fine,” she gasped, her voice shaking. “I… I will sign it.” Without hesitation, Fred grabbed a fire extinguisher and doused the flames, the smoke curled up and slowly left the room.

" So you have been watching me. " " Observing doesn't make a difference and I won't let it slip that I'm observing you what I used to do required observing and reporting back but I covered parties around the world and I did some social media for a magazine that just fired me today so as of today I'm what you call a freelancer and a free agent and I just don't know what to do and I'm at a place where I need to let go but there's one thing that's just eating at me. " " Let me guess; not knowing where to start after everything has just been burnt to the ground? "

“Stay behind me.” “No,” Evelynn said, her voice trembling but fierce. “We do this together.” The fire within her answered, spilling heat across her skin, dancing at her fingertips. The creature tilted its head, as if curious, then snarled, a sound that shook the trees. It lunged. The world blurred. Evelynn thrust her hands forward, fire bursting from her palms in a sudden blaze. The creature shrieked, stumbling back, its body smoking where the flames touched. But it didn’t fall—it regrouped, circling them with unnatural speed.

She tried to think back to the book she read and if it said anything about how to defeat them. Throwing up a shield to protect herself and Lucas, who had bravely come running the second he heard the commotion and took a breath. "What do we do? How do we kill them?" she asked Lucas, who was just as lost as she was. Suddenly, an idea clicked in her head. Fire kills. She can do a fire spell and aim it toward them and hope it hits and they die. Or at least slip unconsciously long enough for them to pass through. Taking a deep breath, June stood tall and formed a fireball with her hands. Taking careful aim, she threw it directly toward the first one who had already turned to face them.

His eyes immediately go to them, and his grip on my ass tightens. I’m wearing practically skin tight leather pants, and I feel every imprint of his fingers. His heat, his breath. “Are you a fireman? Cause you came in hot and left me… wet,” I say, moving in close to his face. When he laughs and his hands fall from my ass, I use the moment of distraction to my advantage and throw myself about three feet back. I push my palms together and form a literal fireball, and hurl it at him. My eyes go wide when he catches it like it's so easy, and it doesn’t burn his skin, then looks down at the intense ball of flame with awe. Every cell in my body says to teleport out, go anywhere but here. But I’m fr

Our best bet would be if the sprinklers in response to the fire alarm would do their job properly . I was so concerned about the books catching fire that I didn't even process the fact that there was a fucking flame in her palm ! It wasn't burning her , it was just whirling around , bright red and orange colours playing with each other in fury . I should interrupt . I grab a book from the cart and stand a good 2 feet away from the men . I close one eye and position the book in front of me with my hand to make an aim . Perfect . I hurl the book as fast as I can and hear a groan in response .