Hiita The Fire Charmer Novels & Stories

I placed them around my waist. “Hold on. I don’t want you to fall off.” I looked back over at Drake. Every fiber in my being wants to kill him right now. I want to char his body until he is nothing but ash. That’s the thing though. Demons are from hell; they can handle heat as well as dragons. It would take something hotter than my blue flame to char him, and I have never heard of anything hotter than blue flames.

Austin and I hadn't talked for days. I hurriedly made my way to the wooden hut. As soon as I opened the door, the familiar figure I'd been yearning for days appeared before me. I heard a loud thump of my heart banging against my ribcage. "I want to claim my prize." Then, Austin closed the distance between us with just one long stride. He held my head in his hands and kissed me deeply. His kisses were hot and passionate. He was as hungry as a wolf that had been starving for days. His eyes were like a whirlpool oozing with honey as they drew me into the vortex.

"I get that you feel bad for her, but you should at least try to be more understanding toward me too. "Right, stop calling me. I need to focus on work now." As the dial tone buzzed in my ear, my chest tightened. I felt like I was on the verge of suffocating. Even now, Hans was still lying to me. I smiled wryly. When he was a child, a fire broke out in his home. Mom, a professional firefighter, gave him her own oxygen mask and braved the risk of an explosion to carry him to safety. But in doing so, she inhaled too much smoke, leaving her with severe complications.

I could feel the sting behind my eyes telling me they are about to fall and in turn make a fool of myself. “You don’t have to explain, really.” I swallowed the lump in my throat and kept the tears at bay. “I thought that we were….” I was suddenly cut off as we heard screaming from the garden. Spinning around to look out the back door, I saw the most horrific sight ever. “Holy sh*t!” I yelled. A pack member was engulfed in flames and running around the house towards the front. I immediately took off to the pack member, calling for them to stop and drop but they weren’t listening. I caught up with him and trip him so he would go down. I then jumped on top of him to put the flames out and bega

Dax The kickass look in her eyes makes my dick hard. The burn of desire is gone and now she burns with hatred. And all that hatred centers on me. I know exactly where she gets her temper. Fox was like that too. Hot and cold. Warm never worked into the equation for him. I guess I’m convinced she’s who she says she is. Why the hell would a Hispanic woman show up at this club? There’s not exactly a welcome mat out front for anyone with dark skin. Claiming to be his daughter is too crazy not to be true.

she managed before she burst into tears. Scar sighed before softly lifting and turning her to face him. She grabbed his shirt as she wept, her tears staining the material as she did. Scar wrapped his whole being around her, cradling her little self as if he were trying to take her pain away. Moving to take off his jacket, Scar wrapped it around her frame trying to decrease the exposure her back was having to the fire. Benjamin Myers had done what he'd intended - Scar was helpless. He had absolutely no idea what to do.

I feel my face flush with embarassment instantly at her gesture. We get to the table in the back, the three men stand close by but not too close "What is your name please", his voice is smoother than cream cheese on a bagel "Annette Valentine" I respond, trying not to get lost his eyes, he smiles at hearing my name, "oh that smile is to die for" Meda purrs, "Annette Valentine" he repeats, "Allow me to introduce myself, My name is Kantrell Torri, I am the Lycan King of the Eastern Terriotry." The shock from his words wont let me move, I can't even speak in this moment, did he say what I think he just said? THE LYCAN KING?!

I fired at him "what is your name mate" "Sarah" she replied me with an angelic voice am captivated by her beautiful face that I wanna kiss all over again, it took all my willpower not to possess her right away "am happy for you sis, I told you changing of environment will be good for us" she still in my embrace smiled at her sister "we will be welcoming you into the pack after the coronation of my mate" "talking of her, where is she? we promise to help out" Hanna asked

The fire on the beach had died down and all that remained were the glowing embers, and the remains of the charred woman, roped to the stake. Faye looked down. She was wearing a long white dress and her feet were bare as she walked over the burning embers, her arm outstretched to touch the woman’s blackened face. Her eyes were open. ‘Help me, ’the woman whispered, as hot blood flowed from her mouth, over Faye’s hand. ’Please help me. ’

For any of the café visitors of that sunny evening, the two figures who were sitting silently at a table—not uttering any word or not even moving except subtle movements—look like a living mannequin, brilliantly elegant in addition of their highlighted features due to the ray of sunlight. Suddenly one of the figures—with a long silky hair and slanted eyes—who’s actually none other than Inspector Carl Heinz raised one of his hand to shield himself from the burning sun. “Ugh…” He softly moaned. “Remind me again why we chose this kind of place?”