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she whispers, her throat closing up as she begs one last time. I look at her deep blue eyes as she trembles some more, dropping the match to the floor as I grab hold of her shoulders, trapping her in place. My nose itches when I smell the scent of her wee permeates the air. “I won’t make this quick. I like hearing screams,” I whisper menacingly as the flames begin to engulf around us. The fire catches hold of both of us as her first shriek sounds. She tries to fight her way out but is unable to. The pain is already too much for her frail body to bear.

But even with that, warriors patrolled, in case of emergency and any strange movement especially because of the mysterious killer. They won't be caught unaware. As he continued his walk, he got to the place where several young pack members– few of which are his friends, gathered round a burning fire, drink wine and munching on late night snacks. He smiled and was heading towards them, when someone threw wood into the fire. Beta Thorne froze mid-step when a bright glow flared ahead. The fire engulfed the wood almost too quickly, flaring up for about five seconds. He froze, his breath hitched as the burning wood crackled, the flames licking the night sky. For a moment, the present vanished– re

“What is it?” She shook her head, words failing. The fire tugged at her blood like a call, familiar and terrifying. She forced herself to release him. “Nothing. Go.” Kaelen hesitated, his eyes lingering on her face. Then he broke away, rallying the others. “Buckets! Axes! Move!” The villagers scattered into motion. Mireya reappeared at Serenya’s side, her expression grim. “It’s spreading. Fast.” Serenya’s throat tightened. She could feel it—the pull of heat, the hunger of flame. It was as if the fire already knew her name.

I let the power of fire course through me as I tried to find any way to break from his grip. I was at a complete disadvantage. He had me pinned against him. My legs locked against the wall. I was no way to move out of his hold. The only way to get out was to hurt him and run. I let the fire course through me as I gripped him tighter. The heat burned into him, but he refused to pull away. Driven by something I had never witnessed before. Just as the smell of burning flesh filled my nose, the door swung open. Garren's eyes widened in surprise before he saw the fear in my eyes. The purple in his eyes glowed brightly.

I started coughing, the food I was eating get stuck in my throat, he quickly passed me the water which I drank everything "do you want to kill me, why will you say such a thing" "cause you said and I quote, this morning isn't the best time to touch you" if he did not stop talking, am going to damp in my panties "Jasper" I did not even know if I want him to stop or continue. he pushed the food away from my front "what wrong with your hormones, you seem horny"

I had to accept that I’m meant to do great things, be the outstanding leader they all were waiting for, the bigger picture Finn was talking about that day. Suddenly there were flames dancing in front of my eyes, beautiful red, yellow and orange colors intertwining with each other. The flames grew, they got bigger, and they engulfed my entire body. I felt them caressing me, giving me their warmth without burning me, as they burned brighter and brighter until it forced me to close my eyes. There he was, majestic in all his glory, surrounded by the most gorgeous fire I have ever seen, the phoenix from the painting. He got closer. He was mere inches away from me.

Standing at the mountain peak, looking down at the city of Quebec, it felt as if the entire world had turned toxic in a single heartbeat. My body was still coated in a layer of that blue gas, which was seeping through my skin into my very veins. It tore my heart apart to leave Lucas’s lifeless body inside the tunnel amidst the fireballs, but the small golden box in my hand wouldn't let me stop. It felt as if it wanted to burn through my palms and enter me.

Golden light burst through the burning entrance, forming a protective barrier around Liam. Inside, shelves collapsed one after another. Ancient books turned to ash. Then... A loud explosion echoed from the forbidden archives. The fire was not ordinary. It burned blue. "Shadow Fire," Orion whispered. "It can’t be extinguished with water." The flames climbed higher. Then... A hooded figure emerged through the smoke. Only for a second. I caught a glimpse of silver eyes. The stranger noticed me watching. Without hesitation, they fled deeper into the academy. "There!" I shouted.

I gasped, trying to breathe, but the air here was thick and heavy, like smoke. Her footsteps echoed as she walked toward me. Slow. Calm. Certain. “You cannot win this fight,” she said. “You are only delaying what is already written.” I forced myself up, shaking. My body ached. My heart pounded. “I am not giving you my life.” Her silver eyes narrowed, glowing brighter. “You will not have a choice.” She lunged. Fire burst from her hands, wrapping around me. I screamed as the heat pressed in, burning without burning, cutting through me like claws. My fire rose on instinct, meeting hers, but it was like fighting myself in a mirror that knew all my moves.

A chill ran through me as I stared at him in disbelief. Seeing the terror in my eyes, Tucker curled his lips into a knowing smile. Panic took over me, every fiber of my being screaming to push him away and run. But my body refused to cooperate. The fire inside me had barely dimmed, leaving my body limp and unresponsive. I grabbed his tie, my attention drawn to the flush creeping over his ears. "Can you take me home?" I asked. Reading my unspoken request, Tucker quietly began to remove my clothes. "Tucker… No…"