Invisible Flames の小説・ストーリー

I barely cracked my eyes open, squinting at Simon a short distance away. His lips quivered, but no words came out. I surrendered to the pain, closing my eyes as blows rained down, each one burrowing into my bones. I could not even muster the energy to feel hatred. 'Simon, we're done for good,' I told myself. Nicole's wails crescendoed, finally jolting Simon out of his paralysis. "Stop, just stop! Ella, make them stop!" Simon barked. Ella reluctantly gestured for the beating to end.

I let out a hollow laugh as I heard Benedict's explanation. "Benedict, spare me the nonsense. If things were really as you said, I might feel wronged, but I wouldn't be divorcing you over it. "Do you think I don't know? When a firefighter is faced with a life-or-death choice, the protocol is to save the closest person first. I was clearly nearer to you. Celestine was lagging far behind because she ran slower. Yet, you didn't even look at me—you went straight to her.

The acrid scent of the smoke still clung to Ava, a harsh reminder of the fire that took her parents. At eight, her world was a scary, gray place. A cruel twist of fate left her alone, an orphan in a world that didn't make sense anymore. A warm hand touched her shaking shoulder. Tears blurred her vision as she looked up at a strong man. He seemed so strong, unlike the weakness she felt. His kind face showed he understood. "Please don't... don't... Please don't kill me too," she whispered, her voice small and scared.

"These flowers are for you, Grandaunt Cassie and Aunt Rosie." When I saw how happy Mom looked, I regretted not bringing her home earlier. She'd been subjected to insults and mockery with Dad, but at home, she was Grandpa and Grandma's pride and joy. We had a lively meal. Uncle Brad turned on the TV to watch the news. Just then, a breaking news report came on. "A villa belonging to the Gray family accidentally caught fire. Gray Corporation's CEO and Shaw Group's heir are burned after trying to put out the fire."

NADIA MY RIVAL “What the fuck is your problem? Don’t you ever have anything better to do aside from always getting on my nerves, you little piece of shit?” Nadia screamed, voice sharp enough to cut through the post-game noise on the court. Her chest heaved, her skin glowing with sweat under the lights, full breasts straining against her sports bra as she glared pure fire at me. God, she’s stunning when she’s pissed. That fire only made me want her more.

On the other side of the horizon, The mysterious man, The night in Italy was colder than usual, a sharp contrast to the heat of my rage. The moment I learned Amira had defied my warnings and gone to see Ryan, I felt the familiar surge of anger coursing through my veins, the kind that made me feel alive, made me feel in control. I had warned her, threatened her, yet she still defied me. Her stubbornness would be her downfall, but not yet. No, I wasn’t ready to let her go that easily.

Slowly, I tilt my head, my eyes focusing on the strange, beautiful pattern now etched into my skin. It’s not just a faint bruise anymore; it’s something more. The mark has grown bolder, its fiery pattern glowing against my skin. Tendrils of flame, rich and molten gold, curl and intertwine, creating an intricate design that seems to pulse with its own light. I can almost feel the warmth radiating from it, as if my skin had been kissed by fire. The flames seem alive, dancing with a mesmerizing energy that draws me in, making it impossible to look away.

he said, and with that, I had the strength to forge ahead, promising myself that only one of us would survive, and that would be me. I stood tall, my muscles coiled like springs, ready to unleash the fury within me. My fur bristled, and my claws extended, gleaming in the pale moonlight. Fredrick emerged, his massive frame imposing and his amber eyes burning with an unfathomable hunger for power. He was a mad wolf. I could see it now.

“Kill her! She’s going to ruin everything!” I let out an angry growl as one of the sentries makes it to Anna and puts his large, scaly hand on her shoulder. He freezes instantly and falls to his knees. Anna puts her hand on the arm of the sentry as she glares down at him. The sentry begins screaming and I watch in awe as blue flames appear from Anna’s hand and begin traveling down his arm, spreading over the rest of his body. The sentry drops his hand from Anna and begins rolling around on the ground as he screams. Within a minute, he combusts into ash.

“Really? That’s not what I’ve heard… and observed," A different kind of heat invaded her veins, and her fingers bit into the folder. The soft crinkle of paper reminded her why she was here, which was not to get into a verbal pissing match with Alaric. Taking a deep breath, she leveled her voice. “I need your help.” Alaric's chin tipped down, but his expression remained the same: remote and impassive. Not an ounce of emotion. Something about him, the intensity that he bled into the air around him, told her that this man would be a violent storm if he ever lost control.