Promise In Fire Book Novels & Stories

I took my book and I lit my index finger with fire and tried burning the book. "They got us there". Zale said and sighed getting his own book and tried to toss it in the ocean. I stopped my fire and stopped him. "Well, as we are back to square one, let's just try to gather information from the northern part," I said and smiled at him. I put my book inside my bag again. It was pointless anyway, to burn the book. It is the book of origin, a book written by the Gods, it is protected from being harmed by anything, by anyone.

“The fire… it was bound here. This is where it began.” Images cascaded in Evelynn’s mind: wolves forming from sparks and smoke, creatures of shadow clawing at the light, hunters bending the magic for power, and a girl—her reflection twisted in the flames—standing alone, fire blazing in her hands, facing them all. “It’s… me,” she whispered, voice shaking. “It’s always been me.” Aiden’s grip on her hand tightened. “Not just you. It’s us. You and the fire and the bond we share. That’s why it’s drawn to you. That’s why it’s hunting you. Because it knows the fire can’t be controlled without… without you.”

Although this graduation painting had not yet been completed, it was far superior to any of my previous works. The moment Willow saw the painting, her expression subtly shifted. I caught the flicker of greed and jealousy in her eyes. I looked around the room. In the next moment, I did something that left everyone completely flabbergasted. I pulled out a lighter and flicked it. Then, I brought the flame close to one corner of the canvas. "Cassidy! What are you doing?" Jess shouted sharply almost immediately. Needless to say, she was the first to react. The flame licked at the edge of the canvas and spread quickly. My masterpiece, the product of my passion and skill, burned down to ash before

Every morning I have woken up thinking it was all a dream. I don’t have to use spells or anything either thus far. I think of what I want to happen, and most of the times it does. I just have to think outside the box more. It might have went faster if Elijah had been able to free up some time though. I can master those nasty ass fireballs now, though! If Flynn ever tries anything again, he is toast. ‘Pssssh! He would have been anyway! We are a DRAGON!’ Ares bristles.

Tears filled her eyes as she whispered against his chest, “Then burn it down. Burn the book. Please.” But when he reached for the pages, the blood hissed back like flames resisting him. The book laughed—a sharp, broken sound akin to paper tearing apart: “You can’t burn her story, fox; you can only read it…and reading means obeying.” Camela’s scream caught in her throat as she muttered, “It spoke…” Vincent bared his teeth in defiance as his fire flared even higher. “Then I’ll silence it,” he said fiercely. He slammed his hand down, his fire blazing but the pages didn’t burn. Instead, they bled harder and thicker, flooding the floor until it reached their ankles.

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"In that case, I think the pizza can wait." End of Book One: Incendiary

The vineyard had always been the heart of the Del Fuego legacy, but now its flame was reaching farther than Maria or Celeste had ever imagined. Letters arrived daily from across the seas—requests from educators in Indonesia, activists in Kenya, poets in Brazil, librarians in Canada. They had heard of the Phoenix Pact, of the Archive of Fire, of Leah Santiago’s books. They wanted to join. They wanted to learn. They wanted to rise.

Remember? I nodded, remembering our conversation from a few nights ago when he promised to call his friend who had access to the precious and protected book called The Elders. I contemplated how to react and decided to stay calm and see how the situation would turn. ”What exactly he told you?” I turned to Maddox and dug my fingers into Fireball’s fur to calm down. ”He told me everything. Or at least everything from his point of view. Perhaps there is something you would like to add to his story.” Maddox looked at Conrad with blazing eyes, and I gasped, seeing the fiery flames dancing in his eyes that changed shape from human to reptilian.

If it was a normal person, I'm sure that his hand would have been pierced due to the heat. But I know that it is not affected by the fire. He's a Basilisk and fire could not kill him, nor harm him. Faris suddenly walked towards us and I took a step back when he came towards me. Take this. He said that my blood almost came to my head. Is he crazy? Who in their right mind would touch a burning rock? That's why I shook my head so fast that it seemed like my neck was about to break from shaking so much. It was still smoking and I could see that it was burning.