Gates Of Fire Novels & Stories

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.

Tres fretted. “Just grab your coat, let’s go!” Tres hurriedly threw his arms into a hoody, muttering, “Okay, okay.” He opened the door and they dashed into the hallway. At the end of the corridor, James could see softly flickering orange lights; the fire was burning somewhere below. He stole a quick glance towards the lounge and saw flames building through the glass door. That end too? In that brief moment of hesitation, he couldn’t help but wonder why the alarms had not gone off yet. He shook it off and turned to Tres. “We need to get as many out as we can, got it?” Tres swallowed back his fear and nodded.

But to my disappointment the guard desk was empty And the main gate was locked. Of course it was. “Hello? Anyone here?” Nothing. After a minute, a guard finally appeared behind me. “What are you doing here this late, ma’am?” He sounded surprised but the way his eyes ran over me made my skin crawl. “I was working late. Please open the gate.” I requested. “The lock is set, ma’am. I cannot open it without permission.” A migraine started forming behind my forehead. “So how am I supposed to leave?” “There is another exit from the parking lot. You can use that.”

I feel whole again as I let a small flame dance over my fingertips. I can’t resist. I run outside and create the largest fireball I’ve ever made and throw it straight into the stream causing steam to rise from the surface, I’m back baby. I put on a well fitting pale blue dress that looks like it is made of ice, the back is covered. Not because of the cold but because I want Scott to think I'm still weak., I don't need to worry about the cold anymore, not now that my flames are back.

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 vaulted down the stairs right behind him, swinging my leg over the Sovereign. "You aren't going out there alone," I told him, kicking the engine to life. The deep, flawless Origin-Code combustion purred beneath me. "Wouldn't dream of it, Ghost," Dax said, pulling his bandana up over his nose. The massive hydraulic gears of Coldwater’s main gates groaned. Dust and rust fell from the hinges as the sixty-foot durasteel doors slowly parted, revealing the sprawling, chaotic army waiting outside. The roar of the crowd died down instantly. Thousands of eyes locked onto the gates.

Looking through the glass roof, somehow the snow outside raged into nearstorm. “Prepare for battle!” Kallias ordered. And so we did. *** The Warrior was right: no need to inspect when, just in the distance, everything near the front gates was on fire and screaming was rampant. “What happened to the guards overlooking the lands beyond the gates?” Kal asked the Warrior. “We sent some scouts at sundown to do scouting but they never returned since hours ago.”

Chapter 54 Set Fire and Burn by Ruth Nalio Alatap… I crested the hill, out of breath, just in time to see Zander fall to the ground. Angelica stood about ten feet away from them, her body covered in brilliant orange flames, wind whipping all around the crumbling city. I opened my mouth to yell for her to run when tornadoes began to drop all over the city. My eyes widened as her orange flames turned blue and white. What little had been left of her clothes quickly burned away, followed by her skin and muscle, until she was nothing more than a flaming skeleton.

Grace exposed. “In simple terms, terrible things will happen when Rogue finds the key.” “Keys. It will be connected to the gate called Key of Hades and unimaginable things will happen for as long as a thousand years.” Grace explained as I clenched my fist. “You know so much about everything. Tell me what you know about the gates. Rogue isn’t a mindless criminal to attack anyone especially if she suspects you’re hunting her down; she likes a game of chase.” Grace kept quiet for awhile before she bit on her fingernails, breaking it off hard that it resonated in the whole room.