Pillar Of Flames Novels & Stories

As the fire raged fiercely, I took my husband's hand and tried to rush out of the banquet hall with him. However, Frank Winston shook me off and turned to run toward his assistant, Johanna Scott. As I stood frozen in disbelief, the cabinet beside me collapsed with a rumble and pinned me beneath it. I yelled out for Frank, but he simply picked Johanna up and hurried off without a single glance back at me. Flames and thick smoke enveloped me. I watched helplessly as Frank and Johanna moved further and further away until I eventually lost consciousness.

He set the untouched drink aside and reached for his coat. Fire had rules. Fire did not look back. Fire did not involve itself in accidents or strangers. But tonight, Fire had collided with something cold. And for reasons he couldn’t yet explain, Alexander Steele knew this was not just an incident. It was the beginning of something dangerous.

Alex said as he moved out of the waterfall. He set me on the ground after we reached the land. BOOM! There was a huge explosion causing me to stagger backward. Alex held me preventing my fall. Huge clouds of vapor erupted clouding our vision. The temperature rose higher and higher till it had reached a scalding level. Alex enveloped us in a shield of energy to protect us from the impact of detonation. When the clouds finally cleared there was nothing left. The waterfall had vaporized and the Fire Cube had vanished. It was as if there never had been a waterfall before.

“Are you ok?” “Nightly dreams. It’s the purpose of the box. Keeping the flames contained.” Ember shrugged her shoulders. Sitting on the bed she began slipping on her shoes. Watching her move was distracting him. Shaking his head, he looked at the box. Getting his first look at the inside and he felt anger bubble up. Scorch marks covered the whole interior. There was no pillow or cushion. Just an empty, cold interior that didn’t look like it should fit the gorgeous woman calmly sitting in front of him. Forgetting to approach the subject delicately with his emotions getting the best of him.

Now I work for the things I fear the most. Just my luck, the stupid toast sticks to the side of the toaster and begins to burn. I turn off the iron and hang up Clint’s shirt before I remake Cassius’s toast. Once I get everything ready, I go back up the five flights of stairs. This palace is a massive labyrinth and far too extravagant for just the few that dwell here. This is yet another dragon trait that I will never understand. They attribute success to opulence and quantity of possessions and, yes, servants like myself, are considered one of those many possessions. I hate feeling like a thing. The servants are kind to me and they respect my devotion to duty. At least I am wanted. Just no b

His face shifted with recognition, quickly followed by trepidation. Laura?” His voice was a low rasp, disbelief layered with something else—something startlingly close to regret. Damian’s expression hardened, suspicion sparking. “You know her?” Before Alec could respond, the world tilted on its axis. A blast rippled through the building with a roar that swallowed everything else. Glass shattered above me, raining down to the floor. The floor shook with a quake, a large flash of fire lighting up the sky so brightly. The first floor had collapsed and just like that, marble and chandeliers and velvet rugs had turned to rubble.

She had made no movements herself, but she was floating just above the ground like a spectre, flying rapidly towards the sound she had heard. “Well, I guess that answers my question,” she smiled wryly as she flew. Soon, Kylie was where the roar had come from, and the spectacle that greeted her stunned her to her core. Flames as high as pillars and just as thick, filled the land. Even though she could feel nothing, Kylie could tell that the flames were strong enough to melt diamonds, for the earth was reduced to a puddling mess underneath the torment of the fire. If it was just this, Kylie would not have been so surprised. You see, the flames weren’t the only audience here. There were others.

My body was on fire and the only person who could cool this blazing skin was Caesar. I excused myself telling Cherry that I really was tired and I needed a good slumber without interruptions. She only made a knowing face brushing me off and going back to watching. She was totally hooked into it. I couldn't watch that Valeria with a straight mind though, it was torturing honestly.

Mentioning Ariel makes Liam feel unhappy, he feels Aria is jealous of his own sister. "You haven't said why your face is disfigured." “When we were on vacation in the mountains, that bungalow caught on fire. I was badly burned because I saved Ariel. After seeing my monster-like appearance, they decided to abandon me, their biological daughter. Looks like I'm dead! But luckily for me, there was a nurse who was merciful to my fate who brought me into her care. Thanks to her, I miraculously survived. I couldn't go to school, but thanks to her teaching, I knew how to make a silicone mask, make myself a fake face."

"Now we must focus on what we're facing. Those good times leave them in the past. For now we must find out who it is that's doing this to us. I will not burn in a fire that wasn't meant for me." "And no one is asking you to burn in it" Sire interjected, "maybe you should burn in your own. I'm sure there's quite a lot that you've done that requires reasons of your burning." Before Mona could say something Mury talked first. "We mustn't fight. " She gave Sire and Mona warning glances. "The enemy expects that. So maybe not as before but our unity is needed." How this would be achieved would be a miracle on its own not to mention how to actually find the one who was hunting and preying them d