Love And Fire Novels & Stories

We both collapsed forward onto the couch, our bodies trembling with the force of our release. As the haze of lust began to dissipate, I gathered Alice into my arms, cradling her close to my chest. "That was..." she murmured, her voice hazy and satisfied. "Intense," I finished for her with a chuckle. "But necessary. We needed that reminder - that even in the face of darkness and danger, we have this." She nodded against me, a contented smile on her face. In that moment, wrapped in the afterglow of our passion. Our love was a beacon in the darkness, a sanctuary amidst the storm - and I would cherish it always.

They didn't understand why Dominic would suddenly appear at her college's gate .... .... .... Love is a fire that burns unseen, a wound that aches yet isn’t felt, an always discontent contentment, a pain that rages without hurting, love is more thicker than forget more thinner than recall more seldom than a wave is wet more frequent than to fail ..... .... .... HELLO DEAR READERS.. HOW ARE YOU ALL ..❤️❤️❤️.. HERE IS YOUR UPDATE ❤️❤️ I HOPE YOU WILL LIKE IT.. ... DO TELL ME HOW YOU FELT . . . . . .

ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡɪʟᴅ ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ɢʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ sᴜɴ sᴘʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴊᴏʏ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴡɪʟᴅ sᴘɪʀɪᴛ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ғɪʀᴇғʟɪᴇs

“Do not lie to me or try to trick me. I hate lies and detest liars.” “Yes, alpha. I will serve you till my last breath. I will use my bravery and spy on your enemies. I will be your ears and eyes in their packs, bringing every little detail about them to your foot. I would be your most powerful and dangerous weapon, a weapon that is hidden in plain sight.” I said. “I like your way with words. You seem like a wise and determined wolf, you please me,” Fenrir said. “ but words are like the wind, they go and come. I will need you to prove your worth to me, and prove your loyalty to me.”

With Love, The Cloud.

“Good. that's all the answer I need.” END OF FLASHBACK The only thing that kept the girl moving was her hate and Mercedes was scared that one day the hate in her heart would consume all the space for love. Hate was like fire, love was water and sometimes there are some kinds of fire that water can't put out. FLASHBACK

She could breathe in smoke, and she could smell a fire from somewhere. The car was replenishing with gloaming fumes that burnt her throat and caused her eyes to water, they began to feel itchy. She knew it right away that they're time has limited, the fire could kill them for sure in no time, it might explode as well. "We have to get out immediately," said Ylisha and tried to move. But then, she just squandered her valuable seconds, conflicting with the door handle before she realized that the door of the engine was broken and it was badly damaged, it was impossible for her to open it.

She scrubbed ignoring the red scratches she got in the process Adele scrubbed harder, as though she could wash away not just the dirt and sweat but the memory of his touch. Tris' hands, too rough, too strong, too invasive, still haunted her. She could feel them even now, his hands on her, lingering like a ghost on her skin. She scrubbed until her arms stung and fresh scratches marred her already bruised body, but it wasn't enough. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't erase the sensation of him.

And as the car disappeared down the road, I realized that love, when born in fire, doesn’t die when the flames go out. It endures. It rebuilds. It lives—again.

His face turned toward her, caught up between pain and serenity. The voice of the fire-woman returned, echoing all around them. “The game has only just begun. You must choose betrayal. If you don’t…betrayal will choose you.” Camela fell to her knees, crying. “Why do you want this? Why tear us apart?” The voice laughed cruelly and endlessly. “Because love is a lie until it survives the fire. And your fire is still craving more.” Vincent's lips moved as he whispered through the flames. “Camela. Don’t give up.”