Nanami Burned Novels & Stories

I rushed forward, trying desperately to stomp out the fire. But I was already dead. There was nothing I could do. I watched in despair as my three daughters were dragged into death by Ken's madness. Ken sat quietly on the floor, staring at the photo of us on his phone. The fire crept up their bodies. Pain twisted Bianca's face, and the girls' expressions were filled with agony. Ken kept smiling the whole time. The flames grew higher and higher. The three girls lost consciousness first. Soon, only Bianca and Ken were left awake.

Seraphina's POV The last thing I remembered was fire. Darius's cruel smile as the flames licked at my wedding gown. The searing pain as my skin blistered and blackened. The way my wolf howled in agony as our mate—our destined partner—watched us burn alive. Now my soul floated in darkness, weightless and untethered. The pain had faded, replaced by an eerie calm. Was this the afterlife? Some cruel purgatory for betrayed mates?

Ananya's pov I was lost and I knew I had lost everything that I claimed to be mine, the intensity of the black holes made me shiver in fear. He didn't know about my pyrophobia or anything about me. I couldn't remove my gaze away from him, even though it was blurry with the salty water flowing in them. His hand grip my forearm in death grip, it was strong but not enough to bruise me. He took me away from Sarah's room where she lied unconscious, Nani holding her on one side while the other members of the family surrounding her, to our room his neck had a red burnt mark and a part of his shoulder was burnt and he refused to attend to his injuries.

Atticus POV (super cute Atti!) Nana was talking to me again while she put more sunscreen on my neck. She always puts too much. It feels cold and sticky, like a slug sliding down my back. “Atti, you’ll burn if you don’t let me put this,” she said. “But Nana,” I said, “did you know that burns have levels? Like Level 1 is just red and Level 2 has bubbles, and Level 3 is super bad, and you have to go to the hospital. And firemen get burns too even if they’re brave.”

"No, it is not that simple. The moment that person loves you then you love them back, you will feel a burning sensation on your mark and it will glow signifying that as true love then the curse will be broken. If it does not, then you will remain immortal until you will find your true love." "THAT IS LUDICROUS!" I roared at her. "This will serve as a lesson, to both of you,” she said as she took turns in looking at Nathaniel and I, “ You will be watched. I will make sure that my descendants will watch your progress. Until then, good luck." Then the room went back to normal but the spot where Florence stood was vacant. She had disappeared, leaving us to deal with the aftermath. As for the wom

From then on, whenever I unknowingly wore a color she favored, used her favorite perfume, or styled my hair like hers, he would scowl or lash out with cold, cutting words. The most humiliating thing I'd ever done was to fall in love with a man who never truly belonged to me. I traced the burns on my legs and called my mentor abroad. If I were just a forgotten shadow beneath Tucker's true love, then walking away was the only thing left to do. … That evening, Tucker handed me a necklace. "You're coming with me to the cocktail party tonight. Don't make a scene."

she shouted through her lungs along with the sound of heavy footsteps and burning fleshes. Nanami step further as she dodge from one of the evil warriors’ flaming sword. She look around and wonder why their adversary seemed not to see her, she was ignored by everybody as she walk across them. Maru’s white warriors were fighting along with them and was mixed by Merfoy’s, making it hard to identify which one should be killed.

My wrist burned. Not the sharp sting of a cut or the ache of bruised flesh. This was something deeper, hotter. It felt as if molten metal had been poured beneath my skin and trapped there. I clenched my jaw hard enough to hurt, refusing to cry out as pain pulsed through my arm in relentless waves. Beside me, Kael tightened his grip on my elbow. "What happened?" he demanded. I couldn't answer. The blazing words beneath the dragon symbol were already fading, their crimson glow breaking apart into drifting sparks. They had appeared only for a moment, yet the message was burned into my memory.

The call finally connected. But the pack's head of security just sounded cold. "Amelia, save your breath." "I'm five months pregnant! The fire's in the living room. I can't get out!" I screamed, the smoke making me gag. "The Alpha's orders," he cut me off, his voice flat. "Any alarm from the penthouse tonight is you 'having a meltdown'. Don't waste the pack's resources." Click. The line went dead. A loud whoosh came from the living room as something flammable went up in a fireball.

I said gleefully. Aunt Maggie's eyes flashed with anger, her voice dripping with venom. "Monster! You three are monsters! Vile Blackwoods!" She barked. "Me? What did I do? I only laughed, and I am not a Blackwood. I am a Cullen," Boris sassed. Just then, Amari and Simone entered the room. They pulled Aunt Maggie's chair back with maximum force and grabbed her by the arm.