Romans & histoires Hiita The Fire Charmer

“You are all selfish! All of you want this palace and this power. But my mother told me that if someday the thirst for blood rises in this royal palace, then I must use the ‘last option’.” Rohing Singh somehow lifted his head from the floor and said, “Sophia! Don’t do that! If you do that you will also be finished!” Little Sophia did not listen to him. The moment the locket touched it, the stone on my belly began to burn with blue flames. Father stepped back in terror. “No! That is the self-destruction code! Where did you get that?”

I may not have much but I'd like to keep a hold on my dignity. I kick a small pebble that skitters into the darkness of the pavement as I walk down, I hear festive sounds coming from the pub at the end of this street but I ignore it. No use hoping to have something you never will. Even though I have magical blood, I'm a fire slifer. I have no clue how to harness my power so it's basically useless. I've only had one or two incidents of nearly burning a house down but other than that I feel basically human.

Kiarra commanded softly, her voice a solid, unyielding anchor in the dark. He forced his silver eyes down, locking onto her earthy brown gaze. The gold flecks in her irises were burning bright, reflecting the distant, flickering torchlight. "I am a hearth-witch," she whispered, her fingers tightening on his arms, proving her own strength. "I stoke roaring fires, I handle heavy iron cauldrons, and I mix medicines that can heal or kill. I am not a fragile porcelain doll, and I am not going to break because a good man holds me. Stop hiding behind your scars. I don't want a perfect, gentle courtier. I want you."

"Just stand there like a good little girl and quietly wait for the fire to eat your flesh!" "Charis, open this gate!" I plead, my heart going incredibly fast as I twist the doorknob over and over. "The roof is about to collapse on our heads! You will die out there too!" "Your soul deserves this painful death!" Charis sneers, her eyes filled with absolute, pure hatred as the flames dance behind her shoulders. "You are the monster who started this fire, aren't you?" my tongue demands, my throat feeling completely dry and parched from the heavy smoke. "The alpha pack council will hunt you down for this crime!"

. Everyone needs to be underground as soon as possible. Kit and Hart what can you tell me about this sleeping spell? How much time do we have before he wakes up?” I felt exhausted already as I gave out orders and set this plan into motion. “ My love what are you planning to do once he wakes? I will not leave you alone to face this.” Selwyn growled at me as he began to pace while the other moved into action and left to follow orders. I looked at alpha Rod and Lynn and told them to run back to the pack and get everyone to the underground safe unit there. I knew I was avoiding my mate but he wasn’t going to like what I had to do. Alpha Rod left with his mate as Bo and Caroline came running up t

“We time this right, it’ll trigger a wave of panic inside the org. Just enough to cover our real moves.” Charlie handed her one of the burners. “Back to being a ghost,” he said with a grin. She accepted it with a matching one. Just this time, she was turning into one for her own sake. And she wouldn’t be a ghost, not really. Calix would be with her. She’ll be as real as it can get.

The woman whined childishly "Yeah, I can hear you know my name but the least you can do is tell me yours..Besides I'm a very busy person surely you should know that ,so I don't have time to remember such silly things like people's voices" Yeah I knew that was little mean but it was not like I cared anyway "You'll never chance ,but anyway I will tell you and you surely going to apologize for being so rude to me..Its me Charlotte....Charlotte Vegas "The woman said joyfully and I immediately regretted being so rude

“Who's Chris Chariton again?” “He is an upcoming writer who is also fast-growing and a best seller,” Amber quickly answered. ”He has two best-selling novels, ‘Love is the Key’ and ‘Without Love’. He is well known for his Romance and Erotica concepts. He is also famously known for his great sense of humour and charm. His sweetness and kindness. And that he knows the right words to say at the right time. His-” Starr cleared her throat, cutting Amber off in the middle of her sentence and also dragging her back from the fantasy world she was about to slip into as she approached the conference room, which was the second largest room on the floor.

I sat down on the chair and cleared my throat before the pianist started the keys for ‘Light a Fire by Angela’. “Loneliness, you’re tied around my wrist,” I sang and slowly stole the attention of the audience. I sang passionately as I stared into Derek’s eyes and smile. “Oh, I was born to break these chains, like a spark before the flames; watch me a fire, fire in my soul. Yeah, I can feel it in my bones, like a dream ready to explore; watch me light a fire…” I sang smoothly. The moment I was done, the people were cheering as Derek smiled and drank his Negroni with a satisfied look.

The idea that a virtual stranger could do that to her, could make her nearly frantic with need, did not please her. Maybe there’s something in the air, she thought suspiciously, taking a discrete sniff. Maybe it’s not me at all, but something to do with that thing he calls me. What was it, a charmer? Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, she asked, “What is this charmer business about, anyway?” He looked at her; obviously surprised she would choose to speak to him. He took a moment to answer. “A charmer makes men want her. It’s the special pheromone she produces that makes the Haunt male wild.”