In A Burning Heart Novels & Stories

so I just laid in bed all day listen to Alexa playing old r&b songs like Fantasia if you don't want me don't talk to me go ahead and Free yourself if you don't want me don't talk to me go ahead to someone else. Then I heard beyoncé song come on listen to the song here in my heart a melody that's all a long time ago my time has come from my words to be heard they would not be push aside and not be heard. then the bridge came on saying I am alone at the crossroads I'm not comfortable in my own home I tried and try to say what's on my mind you should have known oh but I'm done believing you. I just stayed in bed listen to all these sad old r&b songs just to get over the hurt and pain that I was

| had gotten so used to the fact that | was simply irresistible. But what disturb me the most is that new girl, she is different, Her aura is different and she is like a closed book I am dying to read. She isn't like some other girl at the school throwing themselves at me, she is different and it feels like my charms have almost no effect on her. She fascinate me with every action of her and now, I just want to clear my head... My hands were aching to punch something and let all my stress out. | had walked in ready to relax when a sight | saw made me stop.

Us? I gasped suddenly, feeling the flame at the core of my chest, burning fiercely, spreading like wildfire within me. It felt like my soul itself was on fire. I could hear faint furious growls coming from within me. A consuming power pumping in my veins, The heat in my chest began to work its way to my throat and I felt the insane urge to scream. I felt the power at the tip of my tongue, and I couldn't fight it anymore. My lips parted, releasing a tortured scream.

My dress slid dangerously high as he rolled his hips into mine, the friction sending fire licking through my veins. My fingers curled into his shoulders, barely holding on as he spun me, dipped me, and pulled me back with a force that stole the breath from my lungs. Oh my God. I was drowning. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew people were watching. I knew the room still existed. But it felt unreal now. The only thing that felt real was him. Then, the chorus hit. "I'd let the world burn Let the world burn for you This is how it always had to end

I no longer knew where the dream ended and the nightmare began. Something was wrong—terribly wrong. My breathing was rapid and shallow, as though a heavy weight pressed against my chest, stealing the air from my lungs. Each breath felt like it might be the last. My heart thundered in my ribcage, pounding as if I had been running for miles, and I could feel the blood coursing through my veins, heat radiating, then giving way to a tingling numbness. The air was thick, sticky, almost alive. The ground beneath me felt unstable, as if I were standing on clouds that might give way at any second. I lowered my gaze to my hands—my fingers, my skin—they looked wrong, distant, not entirely mine. Around

Still touching. Still burning.

Malrik stood in front of me, silent for a long moment. His gaze traced the faint glow under my skin—my veins lit with a soft ruby pulse whenever my heartbeat jumped. He reached out and brushed one knuckle along my cheek. Barely a touch. Barely contact. But the sensation struck through me like a fuse sparking. “You’re burning,” he whispered. The words scraped something raw inside me. “I know.” “Does it hurt?” “Only when I try to stop it.” His jaw tightened. “Don’t stop it.”

The concert's atmosphere grew more intense by the minute, with everyone's focus locked on the stage. It seemed like I was invisible, blending into the shadows of the concert. The dim lights gave me a false sense of bravery. I moved to the beat of the music, letting the rhythm guide my steps. She moved with a rhythm that made the air between us tremble, every motion sent a heat through me that I could not contain. I reached for her waist and pulled her close, the sudden rush of contact hit me like fire, every cell in me coming alive.

Two flames. And me, caught in the middle, already burning.

The way he carried weight with his words. But now… I couldn’t melt. I had to burn.