Let Me Burn Novels & Stories

Elena walked back to the bonfire with sand in her shoes and Noah's warmth still pressed into her skin like something she'd never asked for and couldn't give back. She almost turned around twice. Didn't. The fire had gotten bigger—someone had thrown on more driftwood—and the group was louder, drunker, easier. A girl was doing a terrible impression of their Spanish teacher and everyone was losing it. Normal. God, so embarrassingly, achingly normal. Elena stood at the edge of the circle and blinked at it all like she'd just surfaced from underwater.

The toxin gradually took effect, and my body began to twitch involuntarily. Corbin pressed his lips together and said coldly, “Enough. Stop pouring it.” Liam let me go. I collapsed onto the sofa, coughing uncontrollably. The burn of the silver vodka seared a path from my throat to my stomach. Every breath was like swallowing fire. "This is just a small lesson," Corbin said, looming over me, his voice freezing cold. "If you ever dare to hurt Faye again, it won't be this easy."

Her begging fell on deaf ears as I gripped her hand tighter. I brought the flame to her palm, and in an instant, it caught fire. Her painful screams echoed in the room as her hand burned. "I dare you to hurt my Meera again, and you will roam with a burnt body." *** Hii my pretty people! I hope you all like the update. Please let me know in the comment section. Thank you Buh bye.

“You’re playing with fire, baby.” I arch into his grip, cunt clenching around nothing. “Then burn me,” I whisper. Outside, the red light flickers once—almost like it’s laughing. Then it winks out. Gone. For now. But I know it’ll be back. And when it is… I’ll be ready. Wet. Begging. And already dripping for the next load.

“Make me.” I didn’t pause. I stepped into the fire. And I let her in. The other me. The bigger, colder, more dangerous soul is sleeping inside. She opened her eyes inside me. And the power surged. My body lifted off the ground. The fire around me got very hot and started to spin like a storm. My voice echoed and mixed with hers. "Let Him Go Now." Damien's smile got weaker. The power around me grew stronger, and I let it out.

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It engulfed the white marble tombstone that belonged to his ancestors, leaving cracks and scorch marks on the surface. His entire body shook from fury. He shoved Shane, who was trying to support him, aside and screamed, "Are you paying respects to my ancestors or trying to burn them? Where the hell did you get the guts to start a fire in a forest? I paid you to host a simple ceremony, and this is what you came up with?" Shane was completely flabbergasted. His mind went blank as he watched the flames continue to set the mountain alight. He removed his jacket and tried to put out the fire, but he was forced to retreat when a scorching wave of heat washed over him. The ends of his fringe had al

Just then, Ava began to sing. “ The flows of furnace kissed my being, it is now an addiction, I lay in one with its heat, burning my soul, a mystical fascination, a thread of connection, I remain in solitude on planet Saturn. Cremation, combustion, soul ignition. Am I melting? Am I scorching? it's advisable to not come near me, they cannot tame the flame, they will not change the game. Renamed In a distance turn, watch me plunder in distortion, fiercely under inferno's gun, wondrous wonder in planet Saturn. “

“Burn for me, Addy.” His words ignite me more than my fire. I ride him harder, faster, the flames sparking again, crawling over my skin, but instead of fear, there’s only his embrace. He doesn’t flinch. His hands trail over my burning skin like it doesn’t hurt him, like he was made for this made for me.

Inside, it was choked with dust. "Don't worry, Connor," one of his friends had told him during a conversation Samantha had overheard. "We've already set up the timed incendiary. You just need to lure her in and lock the door from the outside. Once it starts burning, she won't be able to get out. Based on the last fire, wait fifteen minutes, then go in and save her. She won't die—maybe just a few burns. But when she sees you coming through the flames, she'll be so grateful and start crying." Samantha had heard it all. And she was ready to let "Samantha" be buried in this fire for good.