Pillars Of Fire Book Novels & Stories

Jayce whispered, “And we burned.” BOOK ONE COMES TO AN END

This fire was mine, and it demanded acknowledgment. I stepped forward, the shard flaring brighter than ever, casting flames across the walls that danced like wolves on the hunt. Every councilor recoiled, even Damian, whose hand hovered just inches from mine, unwilling to intervene but ready to protect if necessary. Vorian’s expression shifted, a flicker of calculation crossing his face as he realized the shard’s allegiance was no longer uncertain. The fire responded to me, not him—not the Council, not anyone—but me.

“Because they would lose their minds when they come into contact with wickedness. And as one fated to face demons, you would meet those who embody wickedness itself. I wonder, would you be able to keep your cool then?” Muriel had wondered about this in the not-so-distant past. Now, an answer had been given. That answer was the towering pillar of fire that surrounded Kylie and burned its surroundings swifter than a forest fire in the dry season. Hell’s Bane had awakened. She had awakened furiously.

The source of the flames, the torch lay fallen on its side. “Gods, what have I done?!” Mare cried, her eyes wide with panic as she shot forward to retrieve the burning torch. Perci grabbed her and at the same time, the wooden book in his hand slipped between his fingers, landing in the flames. “No!” he screamed. The book may be made from dragonwood but it was not infallible to the flames that began to lick the edges. Perci reached forward to save it, ignoring the rising fire as it consumed the dusty, dried pages of books, gaining more fuel to grow angrier.

It was physically impossible for me to get up and keep going. “Forgive me for touching you, Donna.” I recognized him as Niccolò. I let out a small gasp in surprise when he picked me up in his arms and ran. I held onto him tightly when I started to hear low explosions. I looked behind him, my eyes widening in horror when I saw the end of the building erupting in flames. It kept going, one explosion after the other, like a domino effect, and colored the night sky with orange flames.

The fire in Vice's eyes scolded those who looked deeply into them, yet Jax did not back down as he reflected the heat back at the Vice-President. "Alright, shut it, we're all here!" Jax voiced as he slammed his glass onto the wood, "Now, I'm assuming that all this drinking and sex in my clubs corridors means that you understand the situation we're in. Though we have to amend for the slow bastards so, as of a couple of days ago, our mission has been completed. To clear it up for the dense, this means that our allegiance has served its purpose and the Satan's will, therefore, be leaving us shor-"

I scream into the air. "Jessa!" Brixtius's voice is next to me. "Who are you talking to?" "You wouldn't believe me if I told you," I tell him. "Let's go!" Brixtius shouts while pulling me down the street. In the same direction as the crowd. We run for a few minutes, the ash making it hard to breathe. Such deadly snow! The next rumble, I realize it is the end. The pyroclastic cloud that kills all the citizens of Pompeii is coming.

But by then, I had already let go of everything. My form had gone completely transparent, ready for the next chapter. Ahead of me lay a path bright and open. My passion would never fade, my devotion would outlive even after my final breath.

She stated before correcting her statement, "Oops! Sorry. I forgot that basically, all of you lot died in the front yard." "Well, of course. Did you really think those traitors and murderers would've given you a book that praised the Flames in such way? They don't want you here or alive at that matter. I, on the other hand, want nothing more than to help you, but I can't." The lady sounded distraught, almost embarrassed that she couldn't do more. "Why?" Ruby questioned, knitting her eyebrows in confusion. She was thicker that usually as she answered the Hart girl, "Because that's your mission. Only your ignis can help you."

Cassian POV The firefighters were able to put out the fire in the library before it burned down the entire building, but between the flames, the smoke, and the water used to put it out, we lost three-quarters of the books. The head librarian, Marianne, was barely able to hold back her tears at the town meeting when we heard the reports. “We weren’t able to find any source for the fire,” our Fire Chief, Taylor, finished, folding his arms. “No accelerants were found, but the way it spread couldn’t have been natural, either.”