I Always Like To Play With Fire 소설 & 이야기

And as I turn walking away from the fire, I know one thing. This isn’t over. Not even close. Because people like Lira? They don’t just exist. They change the game. And I don’t lose games. I rewrite them. Even if it means walking through fire to do it. Let the games begin.

~QUINN~ I was playing with fire and I knew it. I was toying with the hands of death. The thing is I could not give a flying fuck. As I sped along the woods to what would be my intended doom, considering the risk I was taking, the upside was that the pain in my chest was starting to subside a bit.

I tell her, in all sincerity. She huffs. "Enjoy this funny side, cause when I really get angry, my fire could burn you." She points to a seat, indicating that I take my sit. Do I have to tell her that even her funny side was already setting fire to my being. Do I let her know that, I was constantly having my being consumed by her fire? "Iris Adelana. You might as well be Ares, with this sea of fire that you've got in you."

“Light it up. Explode the whole building. Let everything burn. Leave nothing but flames and make sure he doesn’t make it out alive .” I hung up. Stefan Lombardi was about to learn what it really meant to play with fire.

The fire in my heart made me come up with a bad idea. He messed with me, a chemistry student, tsk, he gonna die. I swear!

I said to him and he nodded at me. “Fire, blue fire works best for witches, it starts to burn them from the inside,” he said to me. “I’ve never used blue fire before, just green and red,” I said to him. “It works basically the same, but I’ll teach you the words. I’ve never used them, because I don’t want to feel the burning afterwards, you should really consider not doing it,” Bryan said to me. “If the option is there not to use it, I won’t. Last time wasn’t so nice,” I said to him and he laughed at me.

How would I even explain it? I didn't care for fighting anyway. I would've much rather used that strength to lift a burning car off of a trapped dog or save an old lady from a burning house and jump out of the house just as a bad-ass explosion goes off behind us. I seemed to have fire on the brain for some reason. Perhaps it was just my blazing spirit and my ignited passion for life! Or maybe I just thought fire was cool, I don’t.

I interrupt before he could complete his statement. “Probably,” he sort of agrees and then adds, “Let’s just say someone not as wild as you are,” The side of my lips curls up into a smirk. I was going for the creepy vibes and I’m sure I got that already. “And do you still want to play with my fire?” “I don’t like wildfires, but I’ll make an exception,” The dude says he will make an exception. Let’s see if he would be able to stand to his decision. “You know what? I want to know your type of woman. Tell me what spec in a woman immediately attracts you to her,”

My wolf muttered. The fire in the stove is burning, and my wolf words gave me a kind of idea. I stepped close and again touched the fire— my fingers were burning in it, but I couldn't feel anything. Hahah, this is amazing. Now I am a supernatural girl, and fire also can't burn. "Oh my god, my baby wolf—I can't believe it; I am literally playing with fire, and I don't feel any pain. "Haha I am feeling like I am watching some kind of movie." I laughed while trying to touch the fire. "Haha, this is insane.

The flames cover my body, and my clothes are replaced by a robe like the one in my dream. “But I know that the terror you feel increases my power, I know that the pain I feel fuels my anger and I know you’re going to get very hurt!” Having said that, I hurt my flames at them, which begin to dodge them. But then I see a distraction, and I take the opportunity to create a tornado of fire, which does not burn the forest, but only what I want! “Iktrishaaa red!” I don’t know what I said, but the fire increases even more.