Ignite Me Novels & Stories

I heard a growl from the other side of the room and I looked over to see Blake glaring at the way Jackson was touching me. "Oh. Shut up. You ignorant fool," I muttered in his direction which earned me another chuckle from Jackson. "People should stop touching what's mine," he shouted angrily. "You see the girl sleeping in the bed there? Her name is Elliot. She's mated to the other person in this bed. He loves her and she loves him. You just need to get the hell over yourself Blake," I told him firmly. I didn't mind the possessiveness when we were around people neither of us knew, I actually loved it when he showed people that I was his, but these were people who were our friends and they kne

Since I will certainly stay indoors, I pull on white tights and an oversized white hoodie. The smell of pancakes wafts through my nose and I involuntarily smile. He is still here. Goodness! I love him so much. After grabbing my phone, I slowly leave my room with one destination in mind. I want to startle him so I make my steps on the floor lighter but my beeping phone ruins my fun. And with just one message, my good morning is ruined. What a way to remind me that I am not free yet. It's a message from Ivan. He just sent me my new assignment.

Come on, baby. What felt like acons of time passed painfully slow. I recalled later that I never once desired a smoke while I waited for my girl to message me from wherever she was. I didn't think about having one, or imagine the taste, or even feel the sting of nicotine deprivation. None of it. I'd never touch another ciggie in my life if doing so would bring Brynne safely back to me. Not much of a vow, I know. Pathetic, really. But it was all I had to wager with. I prayed to my angel for another miracle, and hoped she would hear me for the second time in my life. Mum, I need your help again...

She obliged, the room saturated in the heady scent of her arousal. I reached into the bedside drawer and grabbed a condom, rolling it on. I was behind her in a heartbeat, “pick a word, Amelia” I damn near well growled “I need you to pick a word, when you say that word, I’ll stop” “Tech” she panted

My fingers rested on the keyboard, unmoving. Because he wasn’t wrong, but instead of answering, I changed the subject. “You should focus on your work, Mr. Woods.” “Drake,” he corrected. I stared at the single word longer than I should have. “Drake,” I repeated softly under my breath, as if testing how it felt on my tongue. Obviously, just the sound of his name makes me shiver both in fear and emotional excitement. I locked my phone after that, placing it gently on my chest as I exhaled slowly.

"But the grate is rusted shut. It would take a forge-hammer to open it, or a miracle. And I’m fresh out of both." "Miracles are expensive," Ignis muttered, his eyes glowing with a sudden, amber intensity. He stalked toward the stack of grain, his movements fluid and predatory. "And I don't believe in them. I believe in physics. Move." Aiden watched as Ignis didn't lift the grain—he punched it. The impact was a wet, concussive thud that sent dust billowing into the stale air. The wood splintered into jagged shards, revealing a dark, yawning hole in the masonry.

Igneous smiled broadly, yet behind that smile was great rage. “Start the match ref,” he ordered. “Let the match, begin!” *Boom* Igneous jumped forward immediately. Coating his arms and legs was a black aura, emphasizing his status as an aura user. With a simple leap he was before Jack, his arms pulled back as his aura gathered into balls that coated his fists. The winds wiped around him as his punch created sonic booms. Many in the crowd had to cover their ears to keep their eardrums from rupturing!

Young-Jae's hands furiously worked on the keyboard of his laptop, a cigarette clasped between his teeth, and his brows furrowed together into a frown. He was ordering a few accessories for himself, more specifically for his next Livestream. He pulled the cigarette out to blow the smoke out of his mouth as he leaned back in his chair putting it off on the ashtray kept by his side.

As the beast awakening works, my lust doesn’t get decrease at all after cumming but instead it stats to reach new heights. I separated my lips from hers and lifted my body a little up from the bed, freeing Zakira beneath me. But surprising me again, she didn’t hit me or even throw me away from herself. Then my gaze fell upon her face. She didn’t look fearful anymore but instead, just extremely angry. Her eyebrows were furrowed so much that they almost meet each other and even her face is red from anger. “Do you even know what you have—Iyaaaaan!” She started speaking angrily but obviously, I didn’t wait for her to finish.