Haha Die Fire Novels & Stories

Sebastian stands to stretch his 6'2" tall sinewy frame and enters the establishment. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Soft mumblings in Spanish made me grin since it was about myself and my height. A Hispanic woman stood behind a counter with containers full of horchata, my vice. "May I get a grande horchata and jamón torta por favor," I asked the grinning older lady. She nodded and filled a large styrofoam cup with the cold tasty goodness. I thanked her and took a long sip through the straw. She hands me my sandwich and I go to the register to pay. I sit at an empty table and eat my late lunch and listen to the two older men chat with each other. I chewed and smiled at their creative rundown of me and my appar

Caspian maintained his composure and continued to kill. "Haha, boy, you're too naive... Do you know that his flame is unusual? It's the legendary Indestructible Fire! What's the Indestructible Fire? No matter how you kill it, it won't go out. Now you want to extinguish the Indestructible Fire. Isn't that ridiculous?" "Although your sword is unique, it's still too naive to cut through the Eternal Fire... It's not something that you can break just because you're strong!" "If you don't know what immortality is, then you will never be able to destroy it!"

My wife, Aspen Harrod, was the richest person in this city, but I was just a lowly househusband. To celebrate her birthday, I used the two hundred dollars that I had saved for many years to buy her a birthday cake and a red rose. On the way to pick up the cake with my son, Jude Anderson, we ran into a car accident. Jude only suffered minor injuries with my protection, but I was in critical condition. Before I died, Jude gave Aspen three calls. In the first call, Jude cried. He said that I was seriously injured in the car accident, and I was covered in blood. Aspen snorted. “Is that weak-willed man thinking of new ways to get money from me? Sure, I’ll give you ten dollars. It shou

He stared at it for a long moment, his face completely unreadable. "What is that?" Alara whispered, her voice trembling in the freezing cold. "This is the last thing my father recorded," Kaan said, his voice flat, devoid of any emotion. "The night the house was set on fire." He pressed the play button. The machine hissed with loud static. Then, a man's voice came through the small speaker, rough, deep, and breathing heavily over the sound of roaring flames in the background. "If you are listening to this... it means I am dead," the voice rasped out through the static. "Hakan Vardar didn't plan this fire alone. He couldn't have. He had help from inside my own house. From someone I trusted wit

"It's over!" As Fierce Tiger witnessed the fiery chaos unfolding before him, he realized the gravity of the situation and screamed in alarm. He quickly shouted into the intercom, "Run! Find a safe place to hide!" The unexpected scale of the attack caught him off guard. Panic ensued over the intercom. "Fire is everywhere! Where do we hide?" "Oh no, we'll die for sure!" "Brothers, fend for yourselves!" With a deafening roar, the fireballs struck the ground, igniting the methane gas and causing a series of explosive flames. The heat waves surged over the area, leaving Fierce Tiger's men in agony as they suffered numerous casualties.

Although this graduation painting had not yet been completed, it was far superior to any of my previous works. The moment Willow saw the painting, her expression subtly shifted. I caught the flicker of greed and jealousy in her eyes. I looked around the room. In the next moment, I did something that left everyone completely flabbergasted. I pulled out a lighter and flicked it. Then, I brought the flame close to one corner of the canvas. "Cassidy! What are you doing?" Jess shouted sharply almost immediately. Needless to say, she was the first to react. The flame licked at the edge of the canvas and spread quickly. My masterpiece, the product of my passion and skill, burned down to ash before

He still had the guts to talk, he still had the guts to piss her off after all he did to her. She projected all that fire from her body sending it towards him. Nathan was now burning in flames as he screamed loudly. They both watched him burn to death as he didn’t have a mean to escape the fire or quench it. “Father” a voice yelled from a distance and Bella and Coast looked ahead to see Hava running towards the fire.

"I’ll try to make your death quick, thirty seconds. Maybe less." The girl tilted her head and she raised one of her hands up. "Air to bind." Her voice boomed. "Fire to burn." A blast of dark-red flames shot toward Vyrelen but Vyrelen didn’t move or made any effort to dodge it. The fire wrapped around him, hiding him from view completely. Dika had to bite her lip to stop herself from shouting his name. "He will be reduced to ashes in seconds. My fire kills, and the pain alone breaks the soul. This is what happens when you challenge the death crawler," the girl said, her voice laced with mockery. Then she pointed at Tharros. "You’re next."

He stared at me for a long while before getting back up on his feet. A loud crack of thunder was heard outside the hut. The sky continued to rumble with thunder as we gazed greedily and lustfully at each other. … Neither one of us told anyone about our rendezvous in the hut that night. However, we had a nightly ritual now before going to bed every night. The chat window with my second number had now become a place for us to reveal our deepest, darkest desires. We kept video calling each other in secret at night as we vented out our school stress and turned it into sexual pleasure.

“You will get hurt in sleep,” She said like it was obvious. He looked offended in the most unexpected way. “It’s just a scratch. You are overreacting. You are not sleeping on the couch.” “Scratch can be lethal too." She argued. “Khal Drogo died from a scratch. He was the strongest one.” Louis blinked. “Khal who?” Lisa stared at him. “Character from Game of Thrones. Don’t tell me you don’t know GOT.” He scoffed. “You think I have time to watch that?”