Night's On Fire Novels & Stories

But who would do something like this? “I need to get Liam home,” she whispered, standing up. Clara nodded. “I’ll come with you.” Holding Liam close, Nadine walked back home. But as they turned the corner, her steps faltered. Something was wrong. A thick, dark cloud of smoke filled the air. Nadine’s stomach dropped. “No…” she breathed, eyes widening. Their house was on fire. Flames engulfed the walls, licking at the sky. The heat was suffocating, and the orange glow painted the night with horror.

Holding a lighter in my hand, I clicked it open and clicked it shut, the sound penetrating into the silence of the night. “Boss, you can go closer, I already caused a distraction, there are no more securities around.” Walter said from the earbuds in my ears and truly, there were no more securities roaming about. “It's time to get down to business.” I muttered, walking closer towards the clan from the mountain above. With a flick of my wrist, I threw nitromethane onto the flames, ignited by the lighter….. And boom! The compound went up in flames in seconds. Fire alarms blared through the silence of the night and securities rushed out, all trying to evade the flames that quickly caught up with

"Yes… I'm only yours." Outside, the moonlight bathed everything in a soft, ethereal glow. Inside, only silence lingered. But in that quiet, the memory of that chaotic night from years ago came rushing back. Curled up on the floor, I had been overtaken by the uncontrollable urges of my heat. Right when I was about to lose all hope, Tucker appeared, as though he had descended from the heavens just for me. He rescued me from the dark depths, lifting me into a world filled with possibility.

Caelum's POV The club burned beautifully. I stood on the other side of the street, and watched as orange flames leaped up from the walls of Nikolai's most profitable venue. I felt the heat even from where I was standing; it made my face hot in the night chill. Sirens screamed in the distance, but I would be gone long before they arrived. Kent led the way and joined me, his features lit by the dancing light of the fire. A play of shadows passing over his face made him appear almost faustian. "That's the third one tonight. He's going to retaliate hard."

The heat in my body was getting worse, like I needed to unleash every frustration that had welled in my system. As the elevator took us up, I tried to keep my distance. Maybe it would bring me back to my senses before I finally take this big leap of faith. I got to his room, trying my best to control myself. “So,” he purred while still holding my hand. “Are we going to tell each other our real names?” ”No names.” I said. He nodded. “It’s just one night.” I stared at him, No regrets I’m making this up as I go along, I mean is there anything wrong having one night with a total stranger?

This girl is on fire This girl is on fire She's walking on fire This girl is on fire Everybody stares as she goes by Cause they can see the flame that's in her eyes Watch her as she's lighting up the night Nobody knows that she's a lonely girl And it's a lonely world But she gon' let it burn, baby, burn, baby This girl is on fire This girl is on fire She's walking on fire This girl is on fire Oh, ....

Something was wrong, and he didn't know what it was. “Can you tell me what's going on? Why don't you let me sleep?" “Something's wrong. I feel the fire inside my heart burn brighter.” – Zog answers, in his head. "I also feel some strangeness, but it must be because of the noise these mutts make." “I don't think that's it. I think our fireheart is close” – Zog replies. "That's impossible. The only shedragons here, are Hanna, Nymphe and Iposa, and none of them is certainly our fireheart” – Lucifron says, without any emotion.

Greta struck a match, igniting a torch held by the older male, who then lowered it onto the kindling. As the fire took hold, Greta stepped back and extinguished her match. The flames danced and crackled, devouring the sticks and newspapers as they climbed the larger logs. Cheers erupted from the crowd, and I joined in with enthusiastic whoops of my own. As the bonfire continued to build, its roaring flames cast a mesmerizing dance of light and shadow across the faces of the gathered shifters. The towering inferno seemed to stretch endlessly into the night sky, radiating an intense heat that drew everyone closer. The air was filled with a symphony of crackling wood and the collective laughter

I replied in my sexy voice. "You were?" Jake asked with a grin as his gaze moved down to my cleavage. "Definitely. Want to dance?" Jake nodded as he kept an arm around my waist and pulled me toward the back door. I didn't know why, but I looked over my shoulder at Asher and saw him glaring after us with pure rage. His jaw was tight and his hands were clenched at his sides. I couldn't think about that, though. I was here to let loose with Jake for a single night and that's exactly what I planned on doing.

Jordan’s POV “Jess!” “Jess!” “Bye, Jordan, please take care of yourself and Andrea, that’s my only wish,” Jess sobbed, standing before me in the white, silky nightgown she wore on the night of the explosion, but it was messed up with blood stains. “Don’t tell me goodbye, Jess. Andrea’s waiting for you, and I am too. Please stay, my love,” I wailed, but she began to disappear into the darkness.