Into The Fire: An Orphan X Novel Novels & Stories

What if it was true and not just some wild thought “Then I’ll pick you up jeez, you won’t even waste your car’s fuel” Rumors have it that if your blood is mutated, you get killed at night and your body is never found. I jumped up in fright after reading that, what if I’m mutated and I get killed “I’m having none of this” I whispered “Dude really?” I heard Sebastian grumble. I then remembered that I was speaking to someone on the phone “Uhm, you were saying?” I asked in an apologetic tone

My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.

Hello everyone it’s me Ennaira1011 the creator of Into the Unknown. Thank you for giving time and effort for reading my first completed book in Goodnovel. As for those who are wondering how the book got created well, almost all of us have this dream and wish that we want to escape the reality of life we are in. Into the Unknown is created due to the author’s wishful thinking of escaping the reality of our harsh world and experiencing things that didn’t experience by the author. Also, the part 2 of Into the Unknown is slowly coming out feel free to check it with the title Into the Unknown: Fall of Evetora. I hope you will aslo like the adventure of our new friends is Evetora.

My pulse roared in my ears, my wolf surging forward with sudden, wild urgency. “A fire?” I demanded, my voice shaking despite the force behind it. “Maria’s orphanage burned down? When? What was it called?” Anderson’s expression hardened. “You don’t need to know that.” “I do need to know!” My claws threatened to push through my fingertips, my control slipping for a split second. My breath came faster now, uneven. Something was clicking into place, something I couldn’t ignore. I bit my lip, forcing the next words out. “Was it… Rainbow Orphanage?”

It feels like he is withholding information from me. But… f*ck yes I unlocked my full magic! I can feel it humming through my entire body. ‘Yiiiiiha! Now that you have unlocked your magic, we can go back to blood moon and burn the pack down to the ground! What do you say?’. Ares cheers, as happy as I am with this new development. ‘I say you are a pyro’. I retort, before being pulled back to the present conversation.

They roar and growl, but I smirk at them. I turn and walk towards the flaming phoenix. My eyes lock with hers. As I walk with pride and purpose. The fire expands outwards, engulfing her completely. I step forward and the fire burns my skin, but it doesn’t hurt. It embraces me, like welcoming me home. I step through when an aftershock of fire pushes me, rolling over me, and I stagger back. Planting my feet to the ground. The fire roars all around me, swirling like a tornado, and I know Serana is safely encased inside. I push on with each wave, each lick of fire. I groan as I push on.

I still remember that sometimes they would visit us to show that they are doing a lot for us, the abandoned ones. I ended in this orphanage because a big fire occurred in the slums. I still remember it; the smell of burnt flesh and blood didn't leave my nose until after a long time. I was traumatised, and I couldn't come near a source of fire for ages. The sky was covered in ashes and smoked that day. The fire was too strong that it swallowed everything. I called for my mother, but it was in vain. I went to our house, and there she was burnt all over. I couldn't even move; the sight of it petrified me. People say that a simple accident caused the fire, but truth and rumours can be sometimes

The girl they thought they could chain was gone. I wasn’t just Nora. I wasn’t just the orphan or the mistake or the unwanted child shoved from house to house. I was fire and fury, a dragon born from ash, and I could feel the blood of my kind humming in every inch of me. I turned, my vision blazing gold, and saw them.

“So be it.” Its claw lifted, shadow writhing along its talons, ready to strike. But before it could descend, fire seared the darkness. The fire-born threw himself back into the fray, his flaming spear blazing like a second sun. He hurled it with all his might, the weapon piercing deep into the beast’s scales. The creature roared, staggering, shadows splitting outward in a violent wave that shook the ground and toppled trees. I grabbed Zara and dragged her back, shielding her as debris rained around us. The heat of the fire-born’s assault clashed with the chill of the beast’s shadows, a suffocating storm that burned my lungs with every breath.

Aiming for the tavern doors. Without the touch, Orin was immediately sucked back beneath the surface of the pool, shrieking in frustrated objection. "Come to me, My Spark!" "Not yours!" I announced. Climbing to my feet and ignoring him as I stalked to the door. I pulled my long green cloak tight around me. Sweeping away the mud and debris and composing myself. Ensuring that it covered me from head to my toes. Blowing a long breath, I pushed the door open. I was immediately assailed by waves of heat, wrapping around me like a smoky cloud. The faint smell of the log burning in the fireplace that consumed one entire wall. The various scents of roasting meet.