Little Fires Everywhere Novels & Stories

The flashing red lights from the fire trucks still painted streaks across the pavement as firefighters packed up their hoses. The air carried a faint scent of smoke and melted fabric the smell of everything Maya had built, now scarred by flames. She stood near the entrance, wrapped in her mother’s shawl, still trembling slightly, though she tried to hide it.

she murmured, “it’s not just fire… it’s hope. And tomorrow, we build from that hope. Together.” Carson framed her face with his hands, thumbs tracing gentle lines along her cheekbones. “Together,” he echoed, voice husky. “No shadows, no chains, no lies. Only us and the future we choose to create.” Outside, the city awakened. Sunlight streamed across the streets, glinting off glass and steel. The storms had passed, but the embers remained a quiet, burning reminder that even after fire, life, love, and renewal endure.

"It's a good thing Jacob is gullible. He believed you were in Manhattan even though you didn't return to your aunt's house. But did you shut up the Langham family's driver? Don't let them get a chance to attack you." "Take it easy, I always know what to do before moving forward." At the other end, Ursula let out a long sigh. "You're always playing with fire, Celine. Aren't you ever afraid of getting burned?" "I was already burnt before I even started this, Sula." Celine leaned back comfortably on the chair she was sitting on. Her eyes gazed at the road that seemed to be deserted. The driver who drove her chose to enter the freeway in order to quickly arrive at the place Celine wanted to go.

A cry for help no one turned to. The heat within me rose, empowering the fierce sparks to ignite into the roaring flames. As the invisible fierce flames slapped against my skin again and again, I knew I was close to releasing the fire to the outside world. Release it, and let it burn every life that dwelled on Earth. Let it course through, and grab anything and everything it possibly could, leaving the once luscious and beautiful life, into destruction and black ashes. The sound of hushed whispers and gasps surrounded the clearing.

He stared at me for a long while before getting back up on his feet. A loud crack of thunder was heard outside the hut. The sky continued to rumble with thunder as we gazed greedily and lustfully at each other. … Neither one of us told anyone about our rendezvous in the hut that night. However, we had a nightly ritual now before going to bed every night. The chat window with my second number had now become a place for us to reveal our deepest, darkest desires. We kept video calling each other in secret at night as we vented out our school stress and turned it into sexual pleasure.

I also appreciate honest critics as well. I promise that when I’m back, you’ll have a far more adventurous writing of Fire on Fire Book 2: ELIJAH. Thank you guys so much. Happy holidays!

Fire Rages and brimstone falls, With darkened days, chaos rules all. The dark king rises, painting the heavens red, Men and women bow, loyalty will be pledged. -Elder Aurj Fire, that was the only thing the little girl was comprehending as she looked straight ahead. Flames licking all around the house in which she had lived. Smoke plumed into the air, the flames reflecting on them giving the scene a hellish glow. It didn’t make sense to the little girl, the house shouldn’t be on fire, it should only be lit by lamp glow, the same lamps that her mother read underneath and her father sharpened his blades in.

I exclaimed loudly completely forgetting that I was on the phone with someone “You are going to go out on me now?” Sebastian asked “Err? No…. No way, you are my buddy” I said subconsciously as I went on with reading “Then pick me up in an hour, we are getting late” Some people go missing after the tests, the treatment is a scam. I widened my eyes in horror “No fucking way” I shouted surprised by that misconception. What if it was true and not just some wild thought “Then I’ll pick you up jeez, you won’t even waste your car’s fuel”

Ruby read and was belwirded by each and every word, and she turned the pages, reading and processing every single word. After the Flames extinction, a prophecy was predicted that when the time is right. A Flame will rise from the ashes, A Hybrid, a flame and werewolf, born from a human bloodline. A Queen to both Witches and Werewolves. The Last Flame in existence shall rise and be reunited with her Ignis for they shall lead the wolves and the witches. Like a true King and Queen. She stopped reading and looked at the ceiling in amazement, "I am a freaking Queen?"