Kill It With Fire Book Novels & Stories

Lucian's pov Kai is a storm inside me, tearing at the walls of my control. His growls rattle in my head, sharp and unrelenting. “I don’t care,” he snarls, his voice edged with bloodlust. “I will kill him! She is ours! I will have her even if I have to kill Kieran to do it.”

“A-Athena, calm down… Don’t do anything you will regret… The council will sentence you to death if you kill me” Suddenly, Athena shifts back. She is laughing uncontrollably. I swallow hard and pin my gaze onto her face, considering she is butt naked. “The council? Do you even think for a second that they have any say over me, Jared? In fact – paying them a visit is next on my karma to do list”. “What the f*ck are you?”. “Wasn’t it obvious, Jared? If you need another demonstration, I am more than happy to give it to you. In fact, I did always tell myself that I was going to burn this entire pack down the f*cking ground one day”.

"I’ll try to make your death quick, thirty seconds. Maybe less." The girl tilted her head and she raised one of her hands up. "Air to bind." Her voice boomed. "Fire to burn." A blast of dark-red flames shot toward Vyrelen but Vyrelen didn’t move or made any effort to dodge it. The fire wrapped around him, hiding him from view completely. Dika had to bite her lip to stop herself from shouting his name. "He will be reduced to ashes in seconds. My fire kills, and the pain alone breaks the soul. This is what happens when you challenge the death crawler," the girl said, her voice laced with mockery. Then she pointed at Tharros. "You’re next."

I sighed and sat on the bench watching Kia shoot all the jars perfectly andstarted jumping around gushing about how great he was. He ran up to me with sparkling eyes and I just rolled mine. “You can go.” I said in a teasing voice and he bolted out of there, leaving me to chuckle. I look the book and looked at it. Flipping through the pages, one catches my attention. It's a fire related technique. I looked around and no one was there. We moved to a much more descreet location since after what happened last time.

I said coldly with an emotionless face "Bu-" I cut him off "I don't want talk about this anymore Sammy ,so lets just drop it " I meant that cause I was already pissed off "Okay " he said defeated and I just glared at him before pouring myself a full glass of whiskey and gulped it all in one go avoiding the burns I was feeling at the back of my throat ... STILL TO CONTINUE>>

I don't understand the words people say in anger. When I was seven, my foster mother complained that I ate too much and told me that if I didn't work, I wouldn't get to eat. I washed dishes for three days with a high fever. Only after I collapsed did I dare take half a moldy dinner roll. When I was twelve, my teacher told me I couldn't go home until I'd memorized the entire passage. The next morning, when the security guard forced open the classroom door, I was still standing in front of the empty desks, reciting the final paragraph. When I was sixteen, a doctor got angry when I refused treatment and snapped that if I didn't want to live, I should never take medicine again. From then on,

Faye leaned her mouth on my ear and whispered: "If you can't, I'll destroy the book, even if Octavius doesn't allow it. I'll kill him together, if I have to.” Apparently, only Faye and I truly knew how much that book could still destroy human lives and souls if it continued to exist. There was a possibility that by destroying it the infernal and obscure magic within the pages would be released to our world, and that would cause our destruction. A world without hell. Without a place where sinners could go.

“Didn't you see me in good health and... what do others say for me? Full of charm?” Celine clearly heard Sella who was clucking in displeasure. Did she care? Gosh, such a woman would not be able to interfere with Celine's goal. Sella was just one fly that was easy to swat and destroy once Celine made a move. But later, when she really needed Sella's existence to be destroyed. Someone who is filled with burning vengeance, will not play around in acting. And all those who are involved or interfere, will not hesitate to be destroyed.

Chapter 10: Adrian Carter’s world was crumbling faster than he could keep up with. Every day, it felt like he was sinking deeper into a pit of despair. The job he’d lost seemed like a distant memory now, but it was a tragedy in a larger sea of personal disaster. But it wasn’t just the loss of income that was dragging him under. It was everything else. the press coverage, the constant mockery, the growing online hate. Social media had become his worst enemy. Every time he checked his phone, there was another comment. “Gold digger.” “Just using Eli for money.” “You’re nothing without him.”

I too have a sensitivity to gore, even with all the things I had to do, all the things I’ve had to see. So I step in, hoping that’s okay, and destroy Callum’s corpse with the black flame. It’s something not taught too often, but I had seen him use it before. And now that the hellhound released his hold on fire, I think it can work. The black flame devours every last cell of life in a dead body. And I don’t think anyone is going to want to give this sycophant a burial.