Love And Fire Novels & Stories

Gavin replied with a shrug. Leila finally found her voice. “You love me?” Gavin stepped closer to her, knelt in front of her chair like they were the only two people in the room. “Yes. I love you. And I do not care what it costs me.” It was ridiculous. It was the kind of scene that belonged in a badly written romantic movie but God help her, she was melting. Right then, she forgot all about Adele and the baby and their messed up life and all she could think of was Gavin Hasters proclaiming his love for her.

"Why did she wear a brooch from her first love as her husband's plus-one? Did she even care about him?" "That's not all. I saw it with my own eyes. On the day of the fire at the art exhibition, Misty Lawrence chose to save a painting over her husband. He nearly died in there!" "You know what's the most appalling of all? When Carter Flanagan finally decided to leave, she tried to keep him by spreading news of her fake pregnancy and getting netizens on her side! She totally deserves the divorce!" "And she threatened suicide when he refused to get back with her! She should have died!"

“I promised I wouldn’t let you go. And I don’t break promises.” She gritted her teeth, summoning the core of her flame. It rose from her belly, her bones, her soul, a fire pure and golden, fed by rage, by grief, by love. She pressed her lips to his, forcing the fire down his throat, into his lungs, into his dead heart. The abyss howled. Shadows surged, creatures crawling closer, shrieking as her light cut them. The ground beneath them pulsed like a living thing, veins of black fire spiderwebbing outward.

"Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable." ~Bruce Lee Rogue's POV

The. fire crackled gently, the. dancing sparks of. flame illuminating the. darkening sky in. brief, shimmering bursts. The. heat. of. the. flames. spread. out. into. the. still. clearing, wrapping. itself. around the. cool. night. air. like. a. warm. hug. It. was. a. night. like. no. other, one filled. with. tranquility the. kind. of. tranquility. that. once. had. felt. so. far. away, so. unattainable. But here they were, in this instant, bathed in the gentle purr of nature, enveloped by the love that had emerged between them through each challenge and sacrifice.

"Hi......good day " “ How are you pretty diva? " “Hi handsome.." “ I'm good Thank you for texting." That was what the beginning of their conversations looked like. Seems like prince charming has found his princess diva. Love is more to what we take it for, lustful love, infatuated love and true love. These above mentioned are like three-hydra headed sword that can ruin or save someone's feeling or emotion. Let us examine the case of these two lovebirds and know the category they fall into.

Kingston yelled and immediately a flaming fire fell on her b©dy She screamed and fell on the ground trying to get free from the fire but the fire only increased Kingston wasn’t satisfied,,he stood up and walked toward her but a for-ce stopped him all of a sudden that he couldn’t move. The fire on Moon’s b©dy went down also,,but she fainted right on the sp-ot The three deities appeared “You can’t hurt your mate” The first one said “She’s not my mate!!” Kingston yelled but it wasn’t him,,it’s his demon Botis who alre-ady took over completely

In Cupido's castle, Cupido is sadly looking at the book that regulates human love and marriage in the human world. “Are you sad again?” A warm voice spoke. “Is that León de Fuego, the Fire God? Why do you have free time to visit me?” Hearing the voice of León de Fuego, the God of Fire, Cupido immediately greeted him with joy. "I came to see if you've done anything stupid lately?" “Stupid, very stupid!” Cupido's sigh caused the wrath of the Fire God León de Fuego to lessen a bit. “Do you remember a woman named Lucero?” “Lucero? Luna Brillante? You mean these two names, right?” “Luna Brillante? Is Luna Brillante her brother-in-law? Why do I hear these two's names sound like two brothers' names

Alois Devaraux, the first Emperor of Heaven who is known for his excellency in crafting weapons, set his own foot on the land of mortals to bring peace and execute the wolves using his very own hands. Meanwhile, in a far away mountain located in the land of mortals home a woman who fell in love with a wolf, Callista Cournellier. Upon searching for a Comfrey amidst the forest, she stumbled upon a man whom she thought of as a hunter, Louis Valentine. Their meetings did not end in this and they eventually got married. The woman soon bore a child in her womb. The gender is still unknown but a decision has been made to call the baby Anastasia if it’s a female, or Gavin if it is of the opposite ge

But it will never be the same. - Dragons don't have mates, we have firehearts. It works similar to your matebond, but it's different. We have a fog in the heart that is incomplete, and when we find our fireheart, the fires are completed. When a dragon loses its fireheart, it's alone for life. We have no second chances, fireheart and we will never be able to love another person. Many dragons that end up firehertless choose to stay together, but it will always be for sex and children. Their hearts will never burn with love again.