No Ashes In The Fire Novels & Stories

Amber and Ashley watched the casket slowly getting surrounded by flames, and slowly burning, turning Ava's body and the casket to dust. Amber watched the burning flames intensely as they erased the existence of her mother's body. Slowly, slowly the pack members started to leave with Ashley and the group stayed back, till the fire went out to collect the ashes. Aaron had tried to talk to Amber and so did Dawn everyone had tried to talk to her but Amber had just shut out everyone and ignored everyone's existence. Once they all came back home after collecting the ashes Amber wanted to go to her room and lock herself over there, but before she could do that, she and others saw someone at the hou

So, I could not try and track her down, I pulled out my phone and called Zac. “I need you to get back here now” I yelled into the phone. “On it” I heard tyres screeching and assumed that he was doing a u turn to come back to me. I was not safe here anymore. The only way to get rid of evidence was to burn the place down. Thankfully the place was not under my name, so nothing would come back to me. As I waited for Zac I doused the place in gasoline. I stood outside smoking a cig while waiting as soon as he pulled up I flicked my butt towards the house and then watched as the gasoline caught and the house I had tortured and killed so many women started to burn.

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.

But then she remembered Kai’s voice in the Sanctuary. “The fire doesn’t decide who you are. You do.” Ashen lunged again. Rowan met her fire with her own, gold against red, heat cracking the air. Their flames collided, sparking violently, and Rowan stumbled back as the corrupted fire tried to swallow hers whole. Ashen’s voice pushed into her mind like a whisper. “You will destroy everything. Just like the prophecy warned.” “No,” Rowan ground out. She tried to steady her breathing, but Ashen didn’t give her a second. The older woman’s flames snaked around her legs, dragging her down to her knees.

There was a loud crash, which scared everyone there. My ashes scattered everywhere. Jasper still felt angry. He laughed disdainfully and stepped on my ashes, grinding them with the sole of his shoe. The staff members' jaws had dropped in shock. They hadn't even had time to stop him. Jasper kicked my ashes and sent them flying. "Tell Amara that she came up with a very innovative trick this time round, but it's lame. I'm not going to waver at all, no matter whether she's dead or alive!

Soon, it was the anniversary of Cathy's death. Samantha was ready to disappear for good. She had already thrown away every gift Connor had ever given her. Even the photos they had taken together—all of them were tossed into the trash. There was nothing left in the apartment that belonged to her. Now, all that was left was to wait for the show to begin. "Samantha," Connor said hesitantly, "I just got an email. Someone claims to have a lead about the fire three years ago. They want us to go to the site."

“I’d burn it down before I’d call it mine.” “You’d be burning your share,” Roman said, his voice deep and even, like he was trying to talk her off a roof. She swung her head around, locking onto those gray eyes—hard, steady, not giving an inch. “Walk away if you want, but you’re tossing it all to me.” Her teeth ground together. “I don’t want your dirty cash.” “It’s not mine yet,” he fired back, quick and sure. “It’s ours. And if we don’t sort this mess, it’s gone for good.”

my mothers words scream at me inside my head. I look around at the people around me, some of the faces i recognize from over the years. I never bothered to make friends its kind of pointless when you hidding. " Anyone tries anything they die" says the man next to garret. Ive never seen him before he's well kept clearly a man of higher standing than garret with clean white sleeves and shiny boots. Hes handome with blonde hair and a sharp jaw. They all like that, beautiful built like gods with bodies carved from the heavens themself. But i know better its just a mask hiding the beast they really are. Devils disguised as angles.

His brows creased as he mumbled. He yawned and closed his eyes to sleep. He had a lot to do the next day... Meanwhile___ Ace returned to his room and took a short shower, after which he returned to his room with a new bathrobe wrapped around his body. He lit a cigarette, which he smoked in the corridor, and he lazily rested on it while staring at the densely packed houses in the city. The night light made the city look even more beautiful, but none of this mattered to Ace as his eyes held unprecedented gloominess at the moment.

Kai feels like she skipped over the important thing, “Hang on, Honey.” Ash moves to the end of the bed and looks at them, “You ‘called fire’?” She nods, and shifts in his lap so she’s a little further from him and bunches her hands then opens the fingers holding them palm up a small spark lights and then a small flickering flame sits floating over each of her palms. “Holy fuck.” Ash crawls over the bed towards her. “Careful it’s really hot, and water won’t put it out.” He nods and holds out a hand to it, careful not to touch it.