La Casa Que Arde De Noche Novels & Stories

“Burn the estate. Kill them both. And retrieve the ledger.” Midnight — Firestorm The first explosion ripped through the south wing. Marble shattered. Glass shrieked. Amara shoved Stellan to the floor as the ceiling caved in. “Go! Go!” Nico yelled, returning fire down the corridor. Adriana dragged Amara through a burning hallway, smoke curling like ghosts around them. Outside, La Morte Bianca’s soldiers swarmed the perimeter. Bullets. Fire. Screams. And Stellan was gone. At the Safehouse

"In three days, the name De La Fonte will be nothing more than a distant memory, a ghost story told in hushed tones. Vincenzo is reaching out from his prison cell, and he's got a message for you: the fire that burned in the Alps, it never really died out. It was just smoldering, waiting for the right moment to flare up again, waiting for more fuel to be added to the flames. And now, it's ready to erupt once more." The room was suddenly plunged into darkness, the lights in the study flickering out without warning. I heard a sharp intake of breath from Maria, her gasp echoing through the silence that followed. "He's still got a presence," she whispered quietly, "even though he's behind bars, h

Elena slipped her hand into her panties, fingers sliding through the mix of her juices and Alex’s cum, she moaned softly, eyes locked on him. The flame in the window never truly goes out. ୨୧ ⏔⏔⏔⏔♡⏔⏔⏔⏔ ୨୧ Would Elena be able to keep her perfect housewife facade… or would the fire consume everything?

" Nick said. After work Miranda headed to her sister's house. When she arrived she found her sister talking on the phone " okay love can't wait to have you all to myself." She said in a seductive tone. Miranda tapped Claudia on her shoulder and Claudia jerked, completely startled. "Miranda you scared me, how did you get into my house?" "The door was unlocked so I let myself in. Sorry didn't mean to frighten you." Miranda said. "It's okay Claudia replied" what can I get you?" " I am fine thanks, were you talking to your mysterious boyfriend?" " Yes I really miss him a lot you know." Claudia answered in a low voice. Miranda sighed softly " I can tell you really miss him, but don't worry he wil

Everything was too exquisite to what he wanted ,so,they were lodging for the night. Although days refused to speed up, the thought of them seeing each other was more daring than the hotness of the sun reaching out on earth dwellers in a rough afternoon. They had to keep being patient and looking forward for a day of fun, love and ecstasy. Bruno was in his house one evening when a knock came through the door, it was Ekaris, he was alone. "This one you came alone, hope all is well?" This question came out of curiosity because, Ekaris has never visited him all by himself.

“The pier. Where it all started. Where we made a baby.” He hummed against my skin. “Possibly the best night of my life.” “You know I was staying pretty much next door to where you live?” “Don’t tell me that,” he said with a groan. I turned in his arms. “The W.” A growl of frustration left him and his forehead fell against mine. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” “Yeah.” “Yeah,” he said with a shake of his head. He turned me slightly. “You can’t see from this angle, but on the other side of the second tower of this complex is the W. It literally is right next door.”

“Rosa, you didn’t see the news?” Rosa blinked. Her round eyes turned curious. “Hmm? What news?” Aria’s face tensed. “Oh, right. You don’t really use your phone much. I almost forgot...” She hesitated, glancing away before continuing with an uneasiness. Rosa blinked. Her big and round eyes tilted up with curiosity. “What is it? Tell me.” “Well, two nights ago, the Salvatore Mansion, um.. it caught fire around midnight. Reporters said the entire place was burned to ashes.”

the guard growled, jamming the barrel into Lorenzo’s cheek. Lorenzo just grinned, blood running down his chin. “Do it. Prove how weak you all are.” The lieutenant barked, “Enough! He stays alive until Ricardo says otherwise.” The courtyard filled with fire. One of Ricardo’s men tossed a Molotov through a window, flames roaring as glass shattered. Shadows writhed in the orange glow, the smell of burning wood and fuel rising thick. A scream cut sharp from the upper floor. A woman’s scream. Lorenzo froze, his head snapping up. “Isabella.”

And then— A boom split the night. Flames erupted on the horizon, licking the sky with orange tongues. Shouts rose from the Rossi grounds as men rushed to the gates. Adriana’s heart stopped. She knew without being told. Damian. --- In the shadows beyond the Rossi estate, Damian Moretti stood with his men, the fire reflecting in his dark eyes. The Rossi warehouse burned like a beacon, every crackling timber a message written in flame. “This is the beginning,” Carlo muttered, his rifle slung across his back.

But for now, it was her against the all-consuming blaze. As she distanced herself from the estate, Elara's gaze flicked back one last time, the sight of the once-majestic structure now a hellscape of destruction. The fire's crackling roar echoed in her ears, a haunting reminder of the chaos she had left behind. And as she pressed forward into the night, a new determination ignited within her—to uncover the truth behind the inferno and to ensure that the horrors of that night would never be forgotten.