Playing With Fire 소설 & 이야기

“Light it up. Explode the whole building. Let everything burn. Leave nothing but flames and make sure he doesn’t make it out alive .” I hung up. Stefan Lombardi was about to learn what it really meant to play with fire.

I’m done. K: WHAT DO YOU MEAN, B? TELL ME WHAT’S GOING ON! What are they doing??! B: Umm... playing. Playing? What kind of game is this? My pulse quickens. K: Playing??? B: With fire... Oh. Hell. No. Not on my watch! That leech Ruby is about to get burned. . . . [RUBY]

she declared it, throwing ambers at him, making him growl as he gripped her arm pulling her close to him before hissing at her "You’re playing with fire. And if you think I’ll go easy on you just because of your condition, you're wrong." “It’s only those who fear death who are afraid to play with fire but You’ve already destroyed me with your own hands so bring whatever you want but this time, you won’t find that timid Raghavi, I will fucking fight with you” her eyes held the promise to give him fight back, making him roar “let’s start the game” *****

Faster and faster, the wall of fire swirled and built until finally the entire courtyard had been consumed in a fiery kiss. If another human had been present for the phenomenon, they would have compared it to the pits of hell. Wanting ever more power to be gained and harnessed and un- leashed, Oliver stretched out his hands as if being crucified and called the flames back to him. As the destruction compacted and convulsed angrily, he flung his hands to the heavens. The swirling, convulsing maelstrom of fire obeyed him in totality

She smiled and nodded, lost in the illusion of nothingness, completely forgetting that it was dark, the moon was gone. “It's so cold in here!” The Fire God León de Fuego spoke in a nonchalant voice. "Don't you know how to make a fire?" "Let's go to your bedroom and talk!" Oh, man! She tried to control the corner of her mouth that curled up, she knows what he wants to say, but she still asks, "What's the matter?" "Then we can play a few games of chess." “Your chess playing is too poor.” She knows exactly what León de Fuego means, she doesn't mind having sex with him, it's just that she likes to disobey him.

stop him as he took off flying high above the mansion. The three of us took off after him and circled around him to try and keep him from breathing fire. I mind linked Bo and told him if he got the chance to restrain Willix that he needed to take it and ground him as quick as possible to minimize the damage he was causing. Orange fire rained down and soon we were headed towards Jadeville. I knew my mate was still there trying to save as many people as he could. Bo and Caroline flanked Willix at the last minute and pushed him away from the town. Reya flew in front of him to try and stop the fire storm he was spraying over the land. I knew it was a risky move but I also knew that his fire was

I let myself fall deep into my zone with red in my sight. “Gaetano, do you understand why they say never make a deal with The Devil?” I interrupted his laugh. He looked at me with narrowed eyes as I blew out the cigarette smoke into the night sky. I flicked the bud away and met his gaze, giving him a devilish smirk. “I’m about to show you why.” I drew my guns out at the same time men jumped out from the wooden crates. And a war with fire began.

My masterpiece, the product of my passion and skill, burned down to ash before everyone's eyes. At first, the room fell deathly silent. But after a few seconds, there came a thunderous wave of applause. "Holy crap! This is some performance art!" "Destruction as a metaphor for rebirth? That's genius!" "I told you Cassidy was a genius, and geniuses operate at a level we can only hope to comprehend." Most of them assumed this was a carefully planned piece of performance art. They believed it was an artistic response to the accusations of plagiarism. They didn't fully understand it, but they were deeply shaken by it.

Chapter 13 Set Fire and Burn by Ruth Nalio Angelica… Darkness surrounded me and the screaming of the wind filled my ears. The ground shook beneath my feet, cracking with each step I took. My flaming fingertips trailed along the walls of the building next to me, catching it on fire with ease. Inside, I was filled with more pain and anger than humanly possible. Terror woke me from my nightmare, and I sat up screaming. Looking down at myself, I jumped out of the bed as I realized I was on fire. “Fuck! No!” I shook my hands, as if I could shake out the fire.

With that, I shifted back into my dragon form, ready to unleash a rain of consuming fire upon Leonardis. With fear and uncertainty in his eyes, he still managed to find the confidence to show me the middle finger, saying, "To hell with you and your mate." I didn't hold back; I unleashed a relentless breath of consuming fire like a storm upon him. The flames roared, consuming everything in their path. After a few minutes of continuous breath of fire, I finally stopped, expecting to see Leonardis reduced to ashes. To my surprise, as soon as the smoke cleared, he stood there untouched, wearing a smirk on his face, with all his clothes burnt off.