Love Fire And Water Novels & Stories

He lifted it slowly, enjoying how the soldiers’ faces lit with the fire. He held the rod inches from Leo’s chest. Steam rose where the heat touched his wet clothes. The sound was a soft hiss, like the promise of pain. “Do you know what happens when fire meets water, Leo?” Valen said. “It hisses. It screams. Just like you will.” Flora shook her head wildly, fighting against her ropes. “No! Don’t touch him! Please, don’t!”

It didn't took Mayari a minute to know that the servants who have water ability are trying hard to freeze the fire but the fire itself is to ardent to be easily extinguish. Suddenly, another explosion radiated inside the mansion, blasting Mayari away and she landed hard to the floor. "Miss Mayari!" Lissy's scream came once again, "Are you alright!? Please be alright." Mayari slowly stood up ignoring the pain, bleeding wounds and second degree burns in her body. "I'm fine!" Mayari replied. "Listen to me, Lissy!Find an opening and let in all the water you could find." Mayari ordered. Lissy didn't waste time and immediately relay her young mistress' order to her fellow servants.

Set Fire and Burn Trigger Warnings: Abduction, Violence, Murder/Assassination, Strong Language, Sex, Death, Substance Abuse, Dismemberment, Blood/Gore, Mutilation of Corpse, Sexual Assault, Crude Language, Immolation, Imprisonment, Voyeurism, Illegal Activities, Bondage, Prejudice, and Miscarriage. Not all family is blood, some family is found. Wounds take time to heal. Now shut up, sit down, and read this book like a good little mortal.

"You kept calling me over something this trivial? Was that really necessary? Do you know, because of you, I was a minute late lighting the birthday fireworks for Luna Whitmore? She cried because she was so upset!" I subconsciously held my lower abdomen. In that one minute—delayed because he ignored my calls—I had been enduring the pain of massive bleeding. Nevertheless, I didn’t hysterically argue or question him. I just spoke softly, "Sorry for interfering with your important matters." Then, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, and his tone softened slightly. "As long as you’re not picking a fight." He pulled a half-burnt sparkler from his pocket and tossed it to me like a favor. "Luna i

“Now, let’s add a little something, hm?” I placed my palms above the basin. The cool energy of the water thrummed beneath my skin, meeting the heat of the fire. The two forces collided in a flash of silver-blue light. The water rose, spiraling upward in tendrils that shimmered like ribbons of light caught in wind. Gasps rippled through the courtyard as the fire answered, stretching higher, golden tongues intertwining with the arcs of water. Steam rose between them and when it reached the air, it didn’t fade. It shifted and twisted, shaping itself into a luminous arc above the dais.

The onl‍y sound is the wind whistling through brok‌en steel. Finall‍y, he sighs. “If he’s‌ o⁠ut there, we’l‍l find him. But you can’t‍ burn yourself out waiti⁠ng.” I s⁠ha‌ke my head. “I’m not waiting.” My vo‍ice trembles. “I’m surviv‌in‍g. For him.” --- That nig‍ht, I dream of fire again. Bu⁠t thi⁠s ti‌me,‍ I see something‍ else—an⁠ ima⁠ge burned into my mind. Damon’s hand reaching for mine throu⁠gh smoke.‌ His voice echoing in the dis⁠t‍ance:

“Romance does not exist in your world. It never has. You’re a monster… just like me.” I say nothing. “The only other person who understood that was your late wife, Sabrina,” he continues. “And she realized it too late.” The word stays in my head. The room fades without warning. Heat replaces air. Flames. Sabrina’s voice, strained and breaking. “Damien… I loved you… we have two children…” The fire rises higher, swallowing her voice piece by piece. Until there is nothing left but the sound of it consuming everything.

She smelt of rain. Misha always smelt of flowers. She... She smelt of rain. Suddenly, Axel wished it was raining. * The two figures came closer, Fire and Ice, with the moon shining at both of them, glad that they would meet under Her watchful gaze, smiling when the two clashed finally and would prove once and for all, the power of love itself. Let the magic begin.

A love that's burning inside of him, the sort that goes for eternity. She's mesmerized by his softness, a yearn developed in her belly. Those words, "I like you too," came to the tip of her mouth as butterflies flew inside her stomach with their proximity but never came out. Tanvi was striving to resist the temptation caused by his charm when he was this close. Her heartbeat increased drastically. A slight movement of her face will brush his stubbled cheek. The thought itself made fire rush up to her cheeks.

But now it's ugly and dirty. Liam reached out and tugged at the handkerchief stuffed in Sylvia's mouth, repeating in a joking tone. "Thirsty… right? Would you like some water?" Liam swings the water bottle in front of Sylvia, provoking them. "Please… give me water!" Sylvia's throat burned, she begged in a low voice. "Here's your water…!" Liam brought the water bottle closer to Sylvia and suddenly poured it all on the poor girl. Sylvia's whole body trembled. Her long, wet hair was grabbed by Liam, tugging at her brain.