Little Fires Everywhere Izzy Novels & Stories

The small coffee table stands out among all the massive furniture in the room, just a small square white table. Izzy steps into the room, a bag of chips and bag of hershey's kisses in one hand, bottle of wine under her arm and two glasses in her free hand. She gives me a sad smile, the kind that doesn't reach her eyes before she sets it all down on her small coffee table and sits down next to me. Her head leans on my shoulder and I drop my head to lay on hers. "I don't know how I missed it." I say quietly. "You trusted him." She says just as softly and it throws me a bit. Izzy isn't soft. She isn't gentle. She's fire and sass and doesn't hold back.

Chapter 1 The neon lights outside flickered, casting a cold, harsh glow on the small diner’s windows. The hum of the refrigerator and the clinking of plates created a dull backdrop to the quiet desperation that weighed heavily on Isabella "Izzy" Romano. She had always prided herself on keeping her head down and her heart even lower, but tonight, her world felt like it was about to crumble into pieces.

On the other end of the line, my friend's voice dropped to a whisper. "You know, Shelby's little tricks had Tucker wrapped around her finger at first, but not anymore." I pressed my lips together, feeling a wave of calm wash over me, as if I were completely detached from it all. I let out a breath and said, "I understand. Thanks for telling me. And hey, when you get the chance, come visit my exhibition overseas." After hanging up, I went to the window of my studio. Looking out, I felt nothing but a quiet release.

She had been part of the project that had unleashed this hell on the world. "This can't be real." I whispered, my voice shaking. "She wouldn’t have—" “Maya,” Daniel interrupted, his voice tight. “There’s more.” I looked up, and he handed me another file. This one was thicker, the pages dog-eared and stained with something I didn’t want to think about. I opened it, and the first thing I saw was a map—our region, marked with red X's. Target zones. “I think this is where The Burning started.” Daniel said, pointing to the map. “These are the areas that were hit the hardest.”

Something was wrong, and he didn't know what it was. “Can you tell me what's going on? Why don't you let me sleep?" “Something's wrong. I feel the fire inside my heart burn brighter.” – Zog answers, in his head. "I also feel some strangeness, but it must be because of the noise these mutts make." “I don't think that's it. I think our fireheart is close” – Zog replies. "That's impossible. The only shedragons here, are Hanna, Nymphe and Iposa, and none of them is certainly our fireheart” – Lucifron says, without any emotion.

she muttered, rolling her eyes, picking up her bag as we prepared to head out. "Hey, how about we spice things up and treat ourselves to a revamp? I'm feeling the need for some pampering, and I bet you guys could use a break too," As we strolled down the bustling street, Izzy's eyes lit up with a mischievous glint. " Emma raised an eyebrow. "A revamp? Seriously, Izzy?" Izzy nodded enthusiastically. "Absolutely! Think of it as a pre-barbecue transformation. Plus, I'm not ready to go home and face the boredom just yet."

I have nothing in common with a guy like that. We walk in front of Briar's house when another car pulls up with a couple more girls. I learn they live in the house with Briar and they seem nice enough. The smaller one, Izzy, is a little too chatty for my liking. She's got that kind of personality that I can't stand. I can't remember how people describe it... Oh yeah. Bubbly. I involuntarily shudder at the thought.