Lirik Wanna One Burn It Up Novels & Stories

“I think you can say it better.” Her gaze swung up and her eyes narrowed. “You.” Stroke up. Stroke down. “Better than that.” “I want…” His large hand pumped. Alaric groaned as his back arched. “Come on, baby.”

His hands trembled as he tried but couldn't put it out, his heart pounding in his chest. "Nate, stay back!" Her voice was the last clear thing he heard before the fire roared to life. His mind raced through every possible escape, but all he could hear was the relentless crackling of the flames, closing in, wrapping around him like a living, breathing thing. The heat blistered his skin, the air too thick to breathe. He could barely see through the haze, barely think past the panic. She was inside, inside that fire. He had to save her. He tried. He called her name, over and over, his tiny voice raw with desperation.

She opened WhatsApp, scrolled through his group chats, and clicked into one with his friends. [Connor, it's almost Cathy's death anniversary. Let's do something big that day, really give Samantha a lesson she won't forget. Consider it a tribute to Cathy.] [Yeah. I've got an idea—let her relive that nightmare from three years ago. But we'll make it worse. When the fire starts, you swoop in and 'save' her again. She'll be even more obsessed with you. Then when she's madly in love, just dump her.]

“But the altar we burned was never about rebellion—it was a sacrifice for a holier flame. And from that flame, a better world rises.” Tears ran down many faces. Farmers. Widows. Former acolytes. All listening, hearts wide open. Then Isabella stepped forward, her voice like morning rain. She sang not a hymn, but a testimony—of the years in chains, the darkness, the dreams she thought had died, and the God who resurrected them all. As she sang, the skies broke into gentle light, golden and warm. But not all hearts rejoiced.

His voice carried the weight of exhaustion and regret, as if he was finally coming to terms with the depth of my unwavering resolve. After a moment, he whispered, "I'm sorry, Willow." His words were heavy with guilt and sorrow. For a brief moment, I thought I sensed sincerity—though it had come too late. None of it mattered to me anymore. I no longer sought comfort in his fleeting remorse or hollow apologies. The attachment that once held me prisoner had become the solid ground beneath my feet as I moved forward. At last, Tucker turned and walked away. His steps were slow and heavy, each one weighed down by exhaustion and defeat.

My reflection looked like a stranger's eyes faded, lips pressed tight. And then, almost without noticing, I whispered to the glass, to the city, to myself: “Just one night of freedom. That’s all I need.” As the city lights shimmered, a dangerous thought took root in Ava’s heartone that would fire everything that followed. *One night to run, one night to burn.*

“Now it’s morning. And I’m done waiting.” He groaned, hips twitching up into my hand. His hand came up, fingers threading through my hair, but he didn’t push me away. “You’re playing with fire, Kitten.” “Good,” I murmured, straddling him in one fluid motion. I was already slick, aching, my body more than ready after hours of frustration. I positioned myself over him, rubbing the head of his cock against my entrance, teasing us both. “Then burn with me.”

" The giant LED screen at the back of the stage slowly lit up. Delilah straightened her back, ready to accept the most glorious moment of her life. Dakota adjusted her dress as well with a proud smile on her lips. The video went dark at first. Then, it was followed by a piercing electrical hum. Shortly after, a clear female voice resounded through the sound system throughout the venue. "...so, I sealed the keyhole of that security door with superglue from the outside and secured it tightly with a wire… "...the police would only see the damaged lock that was deformed by the high temperature. They won't be able to find any tampering evidence at all…"

I was feeling cold even though the it was really hot and I couldn't stop the feeling that someone else was in the room with me. I released sharp shaky breaths as I reached for my airpords and I resumed my music. It was Save me Slowly by Sodaq. I slowed my breaths as I tried to follow the lyrics. And as I walked closer to the edge of the earth. I need you to save me slowly. Eventually, I drifted off to a deep but not sound sleep. Because it was full of nightmares. Of things I'd rather forget. *********** It was hot. Like really hot.

" I wanna call the stars Down from the sky I wanna live a day That never dies I wanna change the world Only for you All the impossible I wanna do The lyrics.... I wanna hold you close Under the rain I wanna kiss your smile And feel the pain My pain.... I know what's beautiful Looking at you In a world of lies You are the truth And baby Everytime you touch me I become a hero I'll make you safe No matter where you are And bring you Everything you ask for Nothing is above me shining like a candle in the dark When you tell me that you love me OMG! My cheeks are hurting from the excess blushing and I can't help myself as a tear rolled down my eye.