Old Flame Rekindled Novels & Stories

“ Dear sweet soul of the olden Bruno, to the effect of the past, I write this to you. I have messed up and so did everyone. No one would go contrary to that, but what makes us unique and special is what happened after the mess. Some will fringe and some will reunite. Let’s not give up, remember how it used to be in the past, if only we curtail the selfishness amongst us, we would stand being unshaken. Consider the fact that you are the only one that decided to go against the plan, and besides, Enola is very much eager to forget everything. Just imagine, as you have refused to join us back, we still stand, we are happy that we are back, the regrets will be only for you alone because you got y

Torches dotted the hills like stars fallen to earth. The forbidden bond had ignited the war. And in the heart of the flames, the quiet omega once sent to die now stood as the spark that could either save the realm or watch it burn.

Kai’s lower lip trembled and I brought the flames up again in the palms of my hands and they both stopped and looked at the flames. “You like this, don’t you?” They were transfixed by the flames. We’d been in the clearing for an hour and I started walking back up to the house with them. They would get hungry soon, I kept the flames dancing on my palms as I walked up the patio and saw Adara busy with dinner. I forgot for a moment that she hated me and that I was angry with her. “Look what they can do!” She turned at the excitement in my tone but her eyes held annoyance.

He took another slow drag from his cigarette before exhaling, the smoke curling lazily in the dimly lit gym. “Not all flames die out quickly, son,” he mused, tapping the ash off his cigarette. “Some need a slow, controlled burn before they truly turn to ash.” I clenched my jaw. “I don’t have the patience for slow.” He hummed in amusement, his sharp eyes watching me like he already knew how this would end. “Then make her burn the way you want. But be careful not to get burned yourself.” I let out a dry chuckle, rolling my shoulders to shake off the irritation settling in my bones.

It's a moment of unity and camaraderie, reinforcing the bond that holds our pack together. As the celebration winds down, we find ourselves by a bonfire, the flickering flames casting a warm glow. Pack members gather around, sharing stories and relishing the sense of community. We join in, swapping tales of adventure and laughter, deepening our connections with those who call this pack home.

"We're not out of the danger yet. We have to get out of here. None of us are safe anymore." I returned to the window to observe Grandpa Falkor, fueled by vengeance, take matters into his own hands. He struck a matchstick and ignited the fuel-soaked ground with a malicious smirk on his face. The flames erupted and spread like wildfire, devouring everything in their path. As their bodies were enveloped by the merciless flames, the pack members, imprisoned in their scorching inferno, cried out in agony. The pungent fragrance of burning fur and flesh filled the air.

even when everyone around you can. And we coddle you because you can see that you are hurt and afraid, but I am taking off the gloves, right now. Sack up and tell that man he is Eve’s father. I am not sure if I have said this yet, my mind is a little foggy because of all the chemo and the cancer and the dying so forgive me if I am repeating myself, but the last few months are a little hazy to me now. I am sorry if you feel that I am being too harsh on you, but I need to say it regardless because no one else will. So what if he doesn’t want to marry you and ride off into the sunset, yes, your heart will be broken but you can rebuild what is broken. Right now, you’re trapped in a state of lim

William announced and took the ten best fighters along with him and hoped in their vehicles with weapons. ... There was the sound of an owl in the distance. The blazing sun became murked with the smoky clouds. The once calm sky appeared dense and turbulent with the deafening thunders. The smell of a bonfire danced in the air. Maahir is on the lawn while talking on the phone when three vehicles halted with a loud screech. Hearing the sound, his posture stiffened in a second. With furrowed brows, he turned around and scrutinized the surroundings. A tall man with a well-built body stepped out of the car.

I started at your firehouse, it’s not your job because we slept together, or because Mariah is my best friend.” Malia continued, “That’s nowhere fair to you, especially when you didn’t sign up for it. Also, you’re wrong, you say you didn’t save me, didn’t protect me, but if it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have gotten out of there. That day, when I opened the door and saw your face along with June and the entire firehouse, just that alone put a smile on my face in that grim moment and helped me find my strength, my energy, my adrenaline to fight and try again to make it out of there. I trusted my team, my partner, and I trusted you, Danny, and I don’t regret anything. You were there when I nee

Flameheart As dawn breaks over the remnants of the New Royal Crescent Moon Pack territory, golden rays illuminate the scars of battle, now slowly healing. The landscape, once a chaotic tableau of destruction, is beginning to show signs of renewal. Flames that ravaged the forest have given way to budding green shoots, and vibrant wildflowers, like nature's confetti, celebrating the resilience of life. I stand amidst the pack, encouraging them as we work together to mend our home. My heart swells with pride as I witness the determination in their faces, each member embodying the spirit of renewal.