Man On Fire Audiobook Novels & Stories

A surge goes through my body and I throw myself before the fire place, "Darius, no! wh-why, why did you throw the book into the fire!?" I watch helplessly as the book begins to burn. Taking a hasty move I stick my hand into the flames, trying to grab the book but the heat of the fire consumes my hands and I hiss in pain. Darius grabs onto me, hauling me away from the fire and into his arms. "Fuck, Audrey. What is wrong with you!? Why did you put your hand into the fire, do you not consider you will get burnt!?" My gaze is still fixated on the book as it chips away, the familiar pages folding in burns.

Money wasn't even my concern " Concussion, broken nose, smashed jaws...don't get me started about the eyes " the officer was explaining like he was imagining the current state of the man. " You can't just mess anyone's face like that when they point you" he said. I lowered my head , how could I explain to him that I didn't mean to do it. But explanations won't help much at this point. " You may leave" he stood abruptly " Shouldn't I be going to court or something?" I asked suprised

Westham Shipping Port Friday, July 22nd 21:14 FOOLISHLY FELL FOR THE ACT "He'd never felt rage like this, such a burning desire to kill." Scar rolled his eyes at the blood that stained his clothes, it was a murky red, the type of red that didn't quite suit the menacing man. Wielding a gun like the one he was brought back painful memories of his days as a soldier, memories he wished he could bury. The sky was a dark hue with grey clouds that dominated and light rain that slightly soaked the riders. Scar was agitated, he wanted to go home, back to Lani, but he had a mission despite how much he wanted to fail it. So far, things had run smoothly. The men had found and killed over 5 members of th

It was what it was. The man is a Roman Senator and can have any woman he wants! I'm here until Vesuvius blows, and if I hopefully survive the disaster. Who knows? But I know that a wonderful man once loved me. Granted, it was short. However, it makes me feel better to understand that I was able to love and be loved in return. The supper bell rings.

He bends to open the cabinet below and pulls out a white box which contains first aid materials. He opens the rubbing alcohol and I put my hand out for him to take. He soaks the cotton with the alcohol and slowly dabs at the marks. It burns but I don't flinch. I take my time in watching the man with so much interest. His silk laid eyebrows furrow in confusion and his now swollen luscious lips form a thin line. His hair is ruffled and I blush at the fact that I am the cause of it. I remember that I want to speak to him but I don't know what to say or how to say it. I should have been more responsible. "Speak" he commands without looking up at me.

He had become a monster. "I will tell you everything!" The man yelled desperately. "Then tell me who you work for," Issa replied. "De–" The bound man suddenly erupted into flames and we all fell backwards in shock. The guttural scream of pain filled the whole storage as they licked at his skin and melted them away into black coal. the sickening stench went up my nose and my eyes teared up in an attempt to stay calm. i really wanted to throw up at this point.

Still not enough. But enough to feel real. “To understand that,” he said, “…you need to understand what that night really was.” A pause. “It wasn’t a house fire.” Adrian’s eyes narrowed. “…I knew it.” The man continued “It was a controlled burn.” The words echoed. Cold. Precise. Planned. Isabella felt her pulse spike. Fast. Unsteady. “…Why?” Her voice cracked slightly. Just this once. The man’s eyes didn’t leave hers.

The man asked himself but he knew whosoever the woman was, she has to be someone very significant to Mr Lee. “Mr Lee, the…” “Take off your jacket” Mr Lee interrupted as he put off his own jacket. He collected the jacket from the man’s hand and before the man could ask him any question, the man flitted inside the room not minding the stares of the people around him. “Mr Lee! The fire is dangerous… you might… oh shit! I'm doomed” the man cursed himself as he ran inside the room to meet the men who were taking out the fire. "Be quick please! Do something! I'm gonna be dead soon!”

We ran even faster and soon, we could smell smoke–fire! Suddenly, we stopped dead in our tracks. There was fire on the ground, burning up the dry leaves. Beyond the fiery wall, we could see a man holding a burning torch. His face had a sadistic smile. I looked at him through my golden slits and snarled dangerously. I leapt over the flames towards him, much to his surprise, and pinned him down to the ground with my giant paw. I looked into his eyes and snarled. Soon my head began to ache and soon all was blurry. I let go of him and began to sway on my four feet. I was unsure of where I was. I could see him, just barely though, scramble from the ground and throw the burning torch on my paw. Th

the man panicked, he thought she was making empty threats. “Oh yes I can” she said and fire sprout of her finger tips, she touched the wall and the fire spread to each corner of the wall. The man was in so much shock that he was about to pass out by what he was seeing, there was so much fire around him that he thought he was going to be burnt to death while still being tied up. “I will ask you one last time, who sent you” Ash said raising his voice and knitting his brows together. “Make it stop, make the fire stop” the man pleaded almost being burnt alive.