La Casa Que Arde De Noche Novels & Stories

Everywhere, fire. The pack house burns, flames consuming the stone walls, the wooden beams, everything. Wolves run screaming through the courtyard, their fur catching fire, their howls piercing the night. Araya tries to move, to help, but her feet won't obey. She's frozen, watching the destruction. "Araya!" The voice cuts through the chaos. Familiar. Desperate. Jasper. Araya's head turns toward the burning pack house. Through the flames, she sees him. Jasper stands in the doorway, his body silhouetted against the fire.

Matias immediately bounced on the couch. "Oh! This one! This one's so cool!" Marco sighed. "I already know I'm going to regret whatever comes out of your mouth." "Shh." The room fell silent. On the television, Vincenzo stood in front of the sprawling vineyard as flames slowly consumed the estate behind him. The fire spread across acres of land, swallowing everything in its path while the owner watched helplessly. I pointed excitedly at the screen. "Our house in Whitred is about the same size."

The flames dance in Audrey's eyes, reflecting the fiery determination that consumes her. With a swift motion, she ignites the lighter, the flickering flame casting an eerie glow on her face. Paul's cries grow louder as Audrey's grin widens, the fire catching the gasoline-soaked floor with a roar. The inferno consumes the cottage, the crackling flames a testament to Audrey's unwavering quest for justice and revenge. Kalix and Sean arrive at the cottage, their hearts racing as they witness the colorful flames dancing within. The sight of Paul's parked car outside confirms their suspicions, and the sounds of screams and curses echoing from inside send a chill down their spines.

’ I asked her. I could hear the grim smile in her voice. ‘You’ll know it when you see it.’ Ares fell to his knees. His head bowed. Etta leant back, her paws snapping up, preparing to strike – “Fire!” yelled one of the unshifted Omegas. “There’s a fire!” I turned. Huge flames danced between us and the Pack House. The orange light burned against the twilight backdrop of the sky, shining brighter and brighter as the rippling flames grew and grew –

-Mina- The fire continued to burn even after the sirens arrived, as if the building refused to let go of what it had absorbed. Flames climbed the jagged concrete, reaching into the night sky while dark smoke billowed across the street. I stood rooted to the spot between Tony and Rafael, their grips tight on my arms because my legs didn’t respond anymore. People kept calling his name, but Luca never responded.

Serena’s / Martina’s POV “Is he… is it done?” Isabella’s voice reached me before I even reached the bottom of the estate steps. The Ivory Cage burned behind us, the flames climbing higher through the shattered windows and broken balconies. Smoke poured into the night sky as the mansion that had once terrified the entire city slowly collapsed into fire and ash. Dante and I walked down the long marble staircase that led from the terrace to the drive. The night air was thick with smoke and heat, and the glow of the fire turned the entire estate into a flickering battlefield.

“No… no, no, no—please…” They skidded to a halt. Smoke was pouring from the windows now, thick, black, choking clouds that rolled into the night like a warning. Flickers of orange light danced behind shattered glass, fire licking hungrily at the inside of the house, alive and growing. Camilla’s hand flew to her mouth. “Oh God,” she sobbed. “They’re in there.” Her knees buckled, and Rafael barely caught her in time. “They’re all in there,” Camilla continued, her voice breaking completely, the words shattering as they left her mouth. “Gloria… Lucas… Stacy... Cassie… Nikolai… Emily… My family!”

Lifting my head, I blink away the smoke from my eyes and slowly sit up. Binx shadows over, shifting into cat-form and rubbing his head against me. “Hey, buddy,” I whisper, and run my hand over his sleek fur. “Kristy?” “Cal? I’m here. Are you okay? I can’t see you.” “Nobody move,” Tabatha instructs. “Ignus.” A fire roars to life in the fireplace, filling the room with light. She rushes over to Evander, and Kristy comes to me, extending a hand to pull me up.

I was alive! I turned around and took a look at the electronic clock on my bedside table. The time and date shown told me that only two hours had passed since I accepted the transmigration mission. On my desk was a tab. The screen lit up and showed the homepage of a story app. At the top of the homepage was a book. It was titled “The Return Of The Real Heiress: My Fiance Stole A Heart For Me.” I took a sip of water. As it slid down my throat, the dryness faded.

I saw the bedroom door closed with a slight slam that made me jump in surprise. With difficulty, I got down from the bed and leaned against my bedroom door to listen to them. I was curious what Adam and Catherine would discuss. But when I pressed my ear to the door, I heard Catherine screaming loudly. "Let me go! That hurts!" From her scream, I could picture Catherine's eyes blazing with rage. Her hands may have even been shaking as she glared sharply at Adam. That's how I remembered Catherine's angry outbursts. I listened again, now I could hear Adam's voice replying after a few silent seconds. I could make out Adam's low but trembling voice, like he was struggling hard to keep his anger fr