Ogun Fire Force Novels & Stories

He was going to take my virginity forcefully and treat me like an inanimate possession for the rest of my life. At that moment I wish death for Orion,a painful and gruesome death. I wish he would burn to ashes and blow away. I wish for excruciating heat that would melt his skin to liquid but then he proceeded to spread my legs even wider. I tried moving my limbs but it was impossible, he had pinned me totally. If only the Orion would suddenly catch fire,if only the roof would suddenly collapse on our heads. My throat constricted with shivers and I closed my eyes to envision the worse but nothing happened except something I would never forget in my life, the scene that remained etched at the

“That’s fine. The chains glow brighter as the fire pulls at him. “I know who you really are.” They throw him into the Pyre. The flames swallow him whole. Screams erupt from the crowd as the fire twists, howling, clawing, compressing around his body. Shadow bleeds into flame. The Pyre fights him. Then the flame retreats, it recoils. The fire splits apart as Orion steps forward. He isn’t burned or scorched at all. He remains completely unbroken. The chains melt off his wrists and fall to the floor in liquid slag. For a heartbeat, no one moves. Then all hell breaks loose. The nearest guard charges him with a halberd. Orion catches the weapon mid-swing, snaps it in half with one hand, and drives

The four men moved like a trained unit, spreading out, cutting off exits, firing with controlled precision. One of my guys—Tommy O'Brien—went down with a bullet to the shoulder. He hit the ground hard, cursing. I pulled my Glock from my shoulder holster, returning fire. Took down one of the attackers with a shot to the chest. He dropped, but the other three kept coming. This was a coordinated hit. Professional. Expensive. Someone really wanted me dead. I fired again, forcing one of them behind a column. Declan was on my left, laying down cover fire. But we were pinned, outnumbered, and—

It had been too long since they had been united, one. Healer, she called, but as she stepped forward there was a flash of teeth and a deep growl that pushed Althea out of the cave. Still, she tried again. Your mate calls for you, Healer. I need your strength to carry us through. Please, do not forsake us, but the black wolf simply crouched low and sprung at her. Althea hardly had a moment to pull her mind away and she could feel the strength of her claws at her back, pushing her away. Pain erupted and she nearly lost her balance off of the stone she was chained too. Destroyer was there, however, always with her support. Althea rubbed her chest and spoke to Destroyer aloud. “I am sorry, I cou

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

“So, there was a certain year when things changed and eventually affected everyone in the town. Before then, the past individuals that were sacrificed, no one knew what the goddess used them for. If they died or lived, they couldn’t tell, but to them, they were gone. It was time for a certain guy called Omek to be used as a sacrificial redemption for the good of the community. He didn’t refuse or struggle or cried like the rest, he just allowed himself be thrown into the river like they normally do. Omek was very mature and handsome. He looked like Bruno”, he paused and laughed out loud and others joined the laughter. “Please it can never be me ijn”, he exonerated himself and someone had to

The fire left my fingertips and my mouth in sync, bigger and brighter than I’ve ever released in my human form. This time, I aimed at the Red Monster’s biceps, it was one of the only visible parts of skin that weren’t covered by thick dark scales. Orit finally let out a moan of pain and the force of my fire was enough to make him lose his balance and fall onto his bottom. Adrian stopped his attack, walking in the non-burn part of the room and bringing Alev’s semi-unconscious form with him. With a swirl of my fingers, a few ropes of fire left from my fingertips, wrapping around Orit’s scaly body. He was immobilized and wincing in pain. My hands were covered by fire when I strangled Orit, his

"Nothing to do with me? Did I hear that right? Addison, you were meant to be mine. But instead, you joined forces with Tucker and betrayed me. "I'll make both of you pay for destroying my life!" Without warning, he pulled a knife from inside his jacket. His bloodshot eyes locked on me as he staggered forward. "Once you're dead, Tucker won't be under your spell anymore! He'll finally stop coming after me! Once you're gone, everything can return to how it was!" Just as his knife came down, the restroom door slammed open. Tucker appeared in the doorway, his eyes aflame with rage. He radiated the air of a true apex predator. The very air around us seemed to freeze.

The low hum of a group organized. We found them. Not all of them. Not yet. But enough to see a pattern. A fire burned in the circle. A robed figure spoke in a voice like gravel. The rogues listened. They obeyed. I signaled back. We had what we needed. We had knowledge. We also had a risk. Before I could make the call, a twig cracked beneath my boot. One of the rogues looked up. His head turned my way like a tide noticing the moon. He howled. The circle rose.

It was not the quiet relief I'd watched settle over every other bonded pair in this room. It was ancient. Enormous. The particular violence of something contained for a very long time finally being released. And the fire came with it. Four seconds of warning — the heat surging from everything I'd managed for five solid days to something several orders of magnitude larger. Something I had no framework for containing. Then the four seconds were over.