Novel & Cerita Látom Fire Force

Rose POV I walked into the dining room very moody, maybe my period was coming, that thing come without any notice but then I noticed my mark is burning, I kept rubbing it to get the burns away but it was getting worst and driving me crazy "are you okay" my mother asked me with concerned look on her face "I don't know, my mark is burning and my wolf is not okay" the pain is getting worse and my wolf is weeping in my head "her mate is trying mark someone else, his mark on hers is responding to it" my father who was just coming out said seeing me and rushing t my side to support me

Everyone retreats. - You are a dragon and your strength comes from fire, the phoenix is ​​a bird of fire, I am the soul of fire. I don't burn, but I make it burn. I don't burn, but I can burn you. Your dragon fire doesn't affect me, but my fire can burn you. – the kitsome says, in her ghostly voice. Then it disappears, leaving only Sophia. - Didn't you say that your kitsome hadn't appeared yet? That you were still very young? – Lucifron asks in amazement.

Lucy’s voice filtered in from the living room. My brow furrowed and I got up, leaving my project mostly done. Hector’s brow was furrowed as he walked by me. He headed down the stairs but not before patting me on the shoulder on his way by. I skipped the last stair as I headed into the living room. Felix turned on the TV as Bryan and Vale walked in from outside. The news station was covering a fire live. The smoke billowing from the building was black and the flames were so high I was surprised that the camera crew were so close.

With trembling but resolved hands, Eva and Lottie began to light the dry branches, watching with relief as the flames began to dance and crackle under the persistent rain. "Hurry, bring the larger branches and group the fire to make it more visible!" exclaimed Eva, her voice urgent as they worked together to feed the burgeoning fire. Lottie nodded determinedly and hurried to bring more branches, her face illuminated by the glow of the fire slowly growing before them. Meanwhile, the wolves continued to circle the tombstone, their eyes gleaming in the darkness with fierce intensity as they cautiously watched the two young women's actions. "The wolves are backing off! I think the fire is scarin

POV. Eric Lafallete. After talking to my mates and reassuring them, especially Isabella, I get up from the ground and begin to walk towards where Peter is, who is calling me from afar. The firefighters have almost extinguished all the fire that was spreading at the entrance, so they have given us the pass to approach the complex. “Alpha, do you copy me?” It's the bomb squad leader who's communicating via mental link. “Yes, I copy you.” I spoke.

LOVE IN THE CROSSFIRE Florence A.S Chapter 012: Feelings It's been a month already since Sofia started working at Lauren's coffee shop, she built a good bond with her colleagues and her boss Jeffery. It's the middle of the year already and Jeffrey, along with all staff of Lauren’s coffee shop are planning an event where awards are given to the best and hardworking staff. All preparations are in order as they are eager to see how the event will go. Jeffrey called them to his office for a meeting to know how the preparations had been going since he traveled out. They all gathered at his office with each person taking their seat.

However, Athelstan found himself just as helpless, avoiding her beseeching gaze by staring down at his feet. Bound to the post, Sophie felt trapped, her fear palpable as if she were a cornered and terrified animal. The accusing gazes bore into her, accompanied by a barrage of scornful words, yet she was rendered speechless and powerless. Despite her desperate desire to defend herself, she couldn't find her voice. It was a harrowing isolation, leaving her feeling utterly alone in that moment. "Death to the Christians!" "Death to the Christians!"

But Torfo could already guessed that Darrion was going upwards, so he directed his shot upwards as well. Torfo's blazing fire swiped up like a blade, and Darrion did a double-jump in the air with a flip to dodge it. The edge of the giant fire blade grazed the air centimeters from him, sending hot air against his back. The audience was astonished by the display that they shouted with 'ooh'-s and 'aah'-s. Seeing that it missed, Torfo dispersed his fire. His eyes were dead focused on the now falling windlet.

he said. Leon just looked at him with a deadly glare that made the man step back immediately. I saw him swallow hard, trembling in fear. "Please have mercy, Sir," the man added. Leon angrily shoved Meldrid towards the man, causing her to stumble and almost fall to the ground. Good thing the man caught her immediately. "LUCAS!" Leon shouted at the top of his lungs. Lucas immediately stepped forward beside him. "Yes, Mr. Mondragon." "I want you to gather all the names of the people who witnessed this fucking commotion and I want you to fire them all!" he announced furiously, making my eyes widen in shock.

“Not ours. Not government. Could be scavengers or… something worse.” “Mercs?” she asked. He nodded grimly. “The kind that hunt for tech in dead zones.” Adanna sighed, exhaustion bleeding into defiance. “Let them come. I’m done running.” “Not yet you’re not,” Victor said, helping her up. “If they find us here, they’ll think we started the fire.” She smirked faintly. “We did start the fire.” “Then we should probably go before they notice.” They moved down the slope, every step crunching on wet grass and broken glass.