Mystery Burns Novels & Stories

"I did stumble in mto a witches coven one day, most exciting day of my life" "Wait what?! That's so cool!" I said thrilled "what did it look like? Skulls? Potions? Book of black spells?" He laughed. "Nope. A lot of pink glitter and boy talk" "Huh, is that..." "It was a girls sleepover Sinclair" I smacked him on his shoulder. "You're an idiot. And who let you in a girls sleepover anyway?" Realisation dawned on me. "Do you have a girlfriend Luc?!" I squealed.

--- Elsewhere, a body was found. A man dressed like a priest, but without identification. No one recognized him. The coroner’s report listed the cause of death as ‘spiritual combustion’—his insides burned with no trace of flame. Arthur saw the report. The man bore the same burn mark Isabella saw in her dreams. He buried the file in a drawer. Too dangerous. --- In their home, Isabella painted. She didn’t know why. Her hands moved with purpose, guided by something divine or dangerous. The image that emerged showed a cathedral split down the middle. One side engulfed in white flame, the other in shadow.

--- Burning Empire Chapter 1 Matteo’s heart hammered like a drum as he slipped through the crowded streets, clutching the small leather pouch tight beneath his coat. The city buzzed all around him — neon signs flickering, voices shouting, music pounding from nearby bars. But Matteo barely heard it. All he could focus on was the pounding in his chest and the sharp, cold weight in his pocket. This was it. His first real score.

He turns his back at it; he is walking to the gate; I stood there perplexed; unable to move a muscle; Drake saw that my pale face, and he came back, he held my hand, and dragged me out of the burning house; as I walk ahead with Drake; I saw the house getting burnt down to the ground. Dad's files; and photos he had with Drake's dad; gone; everything is burnt inside the fire, Including the letter as well; I really hope, whatever dad told me at his letter, no one else, finds his research; if not, it can cause Drake and his clan to be in danger; and as soon as I get home, I will have to burn dad's research; I can’t take any more chances.. Who knew; Muna was right after all as she did saw a Werew

Even Emery, normally itching for any kind of fight, is still beside me as she grips her favorite dagger so tightly her knuckles are white with the strain. A smell hits me–sharp and acrid. One of the wolves steps forward, glowing white teeth bared. What is that smell? Like… like something is burning? Heat penetrates my skin where the strange lighter Mystica gave me is resting in my pocket. I quickly pull it out, keeping my eyes on the wolves blocking our path as their leader creeps closer. The lighter is almost too hot to touch. I open it, flicking it on, and the unusual red flame dances higher than I’ve ever seen it.

Another showed a forensic scan of the spray-painted message at the back: FUCK YOU, CASTLE. “Arson confirmed,” Beck said without looking up. “There were accelerants in multiple locations. Whoever did this wanted to make sure the place burned down to the bones.” Cyrus gave me a look and said, “Sit down.” I did as he said and I waited for more agents to come in. Since Beck was the leader of the task force assigned to digging into the New York Mafia, then this should be a meeting on it, right? But no one else came in. Beck turned to the board and tapped a key and that's when another image flashed up: a scorched metal safe, found in the underground office below the club.

He turns his back at it; he is walking to the gate; I stood there perplexed; unable to move a muscle; Drake saw that my pale face, and he came back, he held my hand, and dragged me out of the burning house; as I walk ahead with Drake; I saw the house getting burnt down to the ground. Dad's files; and photos he had with Drake's dad; gone; everything is burnt inside the fire, Including the letter as well; I really hope, whatever dad told me at his letter, no one else, finds his research; if not, it can cause Drake and his clan to be in danger; and as soon as I get home, I will have to burn dad's research; I can’t take any more chances.. Who knew; Muna was right after all as she did saw a Werew

Dante countered, his accented tone darkening. I nodded. The story had been the greatest hit of all time. I had just left the military when the word spread like wildfire. I remember rushing to the base just to hear the whole thing. The entire thing remained a mystery that was left unsolved because no one could find what caused the fire that burned the man to death. Not even his bones were found. The fire consumed everything it found, turning it into cinders and ashes.

THE END🥳❤️ THE END OF BURNING PASSION 🥳❤️ Thank you for reading and supporting this novel, if you enjoyed this erotic collection then it’s a must to read my second book “SINFUL DESIRES”, it can be found on any book platform and unlike this book, Sinful Desires are short short stories , so just sit back and enjoy a short blissful erotic stories THANK YOU AGAIN❤️!!

Now they were outside, the night was still tenebrific and cries could still be heard from the wounded. Mystique breathed searing and enormously, her chest elevating along with her shoulders, her clothes were flamed and blackened, her face was sweltering and her skin was bruised from the torrid fire but she was immune to the pain, she couldn't feel it but how could she when she just witnessed something she had never calculated.