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Derek reprimanded Monica, his eyes reddened with sorrow. However, Monica didn't think she'd done anything wrong. Even as the other firefighters eyed her in discontent, she held her head up high and retorted, "What does that have to do with me? Even Captain Ellis allowed me to burn down his house. What gives you the right to lecture me?"

She is too darn good and she should be kept. "As we all know, we are here Live at the Flameheart. Towers Hotel, in Sunshine City. The purpose of this is to clear up some misunderstandings. The chairman of the Flameheart Consortium, Mr. Aiden Flameheart, deemed it necessary to clear this for the world to see.

Malia Placing the flowers on Sebastion's tombstone I sat down from across after laying a blanket on the grass and began holding my necklace. "Hey bash, I'm sorry for not coming by sooner I was supposed to come a couple of weeks ago but you know me, I was so tired I mistakenly slept all day" I chuckled "I ended up going to the club that same night and ended up leaving with someone, I couldn't tell you who he was because I don't even know but I do remember him having a tattoo on his chest. It was pretty cool actually; it was an angel with burning wings falling. But anyway, my last day at Firehouse 12 was the other day, I start at the new station tomorrow as the head paramedic, apparently, I wa

Still, even if he lied to me, the kindness he once showed me wasn't fake. He had once saved me with his own legs at the brink of death. Later on, despite enduring excruciating pain in those same legs, he was just relieved that I hadn't gotten hurt. He had once clumsily applied my makeup, drawing my brows for me, then smiled sheepishly and told me not to mind his lack of skill. He had once been so, so good to me. And I had once loved him so, so much. Now that I was dying, I had to come to terms with everything. In a way, this outcome seemed just right.

"I'll be fine. You should hurry up and go. It's not nice to be late." Eventually, Zeke's car drove off. I submitted my paperwork and checked the date on my phone. After doing some calculations, I realized that I was leaving the country in five days. After I returned home, I began scrolling through social media. I came across a video of Howard Carter kissing his girlfriend passionately. After the happy couple had their moment, the crowd began to urge Zeke and Scarlett to do the same. "You have a wonderful woman beside you, Zeke. You should seize the opportunity when it presents itself to you," Howard told Zeke with a smile. He turned to look at Scarlett as he spoke.

Okay, first of all, thank you so much for making it this far. I really appreciate you giving His Fragile Flame a chance and I hope you liked it. It was one hell of a ride and I really enjoyed writing it. I don't know how I'll end this in a good note but here we go . . . ❗NEW BOOK ALERT❗

Saavi smiled as a happy tear when left her eye she confessed, "I love you, Dhruv. You are The Ember To My Flame." "I love you too, muffin, The Ember To My Flame." With the kiss that followed the confession, they concealed their love with a promise that nothing will ever tear them apart. No matter what, they will stay together till they are alive. Even if one day their souls will leave their bodies and will step into the afterlife they will go together holding hands after all Flame can't survive for long without The Ember.

Obviously I'm not an exception and considering my history of not participating in such games makes me perfect prey for my predator cousins. "When I was 16!" Hailey said while blushing. "What?" I yelled while staring at Hailey. "Drama queen!" Sydney exclaimed while giving me a disgusting look. Wait. What did I do now? I seriously am surprised to know such private facts of my cousins with whom I literally grew up. "Continue Tom." Julie said while looking at Tom dreamily. Yeah. Julie has had a crush on Tom since childhood which is very well known to everyone except that dick headed Tom.

he murmured. I leaned closer. “I’m here.” “Don’t lose yourself.” The words hit like a slap. “I’m not the one bleeding out,” I said through clenched teeth. He coughed, blood staining his lips. “You’re the one… who could burn the valley down for it.” The Flame inside me flared at the thought. Burn them. End it. No more schemes. No more manipulation. No more blades from shadows. The power surged up my arms instinctively. Lyra grabbed my wrist. “Not now.”

When I struck the match in my cramped rental apartment, my whole body trembled with excitement. I could not believe the truth was so close to me all along, and yet it had taken me so long to figure it out. The second the flame went out, I caught a glimpse of a tiny red dot flashing outside the window. I calmly held up the burned-out matchstick and made sure she could capture it on camera. Then, I texted Vera. [I've already made my third wish. In a few days, you'll definitely come begging me to spare you.]