Let Me Burn Novels & Stories

But it doesn’t stop me from making him think I could do it. “Burn me,” is what Nix asks me to do. Burn him? He must not know what I did to the Council Man. I don’t want to burn Nix. I hold no grudges against him. “Burn me,” he asks again. “I want to know how much my body can take of your fire.”

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But they’ve only shown me the truth: Some fires don’t burn brighter when fed. They burn deeper. And I am never burning out. I am just getting started. Let the Hollow come. I’ll meet it with every breath I have left.

God, I should get some award for self-control. ********************************* When the world drowns in darkness That’s when we both burn bright. Lying beside you, Letting your hands mapping every inch of my body, I am in pursuit of paradise. Do you feel my love in you? Setting your body on fire, I will melt in it like a candle. You are my night novel. When I am done with reading you, You are gonna come like a meteor shower. I wanna run my tongue where you can’t Making you beg,

I said to myself OMG I am now in trouble how am I supposed keep my lust in check. Damn it now trying to resist the lust and fire within me. please come in i said as he walk in pass me his cologne and his body was so mesmerizing that I stand their by the door for a good three minutes before coming back to my senses and closing the door. I said to myself why did this man had to be so handsome why did I had to have this intense attraction for him.

orchestrated by my contacts deep within the port authority. A warehouse containing goods she had personally secured through a complex, multi-layered deal—a deal I knew bore the hallmark of her meticulous mind—was mysteriously engulfed in flames. The fire was contained, but the damage was done, a plume of black smoke rising over the city like a signal fire of my rage. The message was clear, crude, and unmistakable: I see you. And I can still touch you. I can still burn what you build.

For every fear that pops into your mind, my hands make it a reality. Flames of blue, red and white, hot enough to melt any earthly metal sweeps across my nails. The fire jumps from side to side as if hell’s small doe jumping through the ominous forest. One touch could make you feel pain for weeks, yet to me, it is my sweet burn of menthol across my chest. Breathing deeply, smelling your skin crisp under me that everyone here deserved, fuels my lust for destruction.

“I try.” She leaned forward. “Riley—” “I’m not saying I’m going back,” I snapped. “I’m not saying I’m crawling into his palace and begging him to remember he has a soul.” Lumi’s face tightened. “But?” she asked. I stared at my hands. Then at my belly. Then into the trees, where the forest still held the place he’d stood between the trunks. “I’m saying,” I whispered, “if he’s going to burn the world down… then I want to know what he’s burning it down for.”

I whisper into the darkness. Because even if I have to tear apart the whole goddamn underworld by hand—I’m getting out of this. And when I do, they’re all going to burn.

Lynexia nodded and left the house again. Lynexia walked around the property with the sun beating down on her skin. She sniffed the air and tried to take it all in. She had to come to terms with her new life. Nothing made any sense. Why was her home burned? Why were her parents dead? Why would anyone want to ruin their wonderful life they were living. Her mother and father brought peace and strength to the pack. She begged Mother Earth to make it all make sense. Now, she wondered if she would have to live the rest of her life without her wolf. "Mother Moon, please send my wolf back to me. Heal this hurt and don't doom me to a human life." She yelled at the sky. Tears streamed down her face as