Quotes About Fire Novels & Stories

Hindi ko akalain na maging ang pagpapaputok ng baril ay kailangan kong matutunan. "Fire, kanina pa tayo dito. You have to learn this. Come 'on." Nauubusan na siya ng pasensya. "Required ba talaga 'to? Ice, hindi ko kaya ang pumatay ng tao. Wala naman ito sa usapan natin 'di ba?" sabi ko pa upang huwag niya na akong pilitin pa na humawak ng baril. "Fire, you will use it not to kill but to injure our enemies," aniya habang na pinipilit akong hawakan ang baril.

Char. Kapit pa rin ni Fire ang mga kamay ko ng dalhin nya ako sa lugar kung saan may nag-uusap usap na mga tao. Agad naman nila kaming napansin at binigyan kami ng isang magandang ngiti at pagbati. Pinakilala ako ni Fire sa mga ito at sa gitna ng usapan namin ay may dumating na isang lalaki na nasa 45yrs old ata.

“Then wag mo akong bigyan ng dahilan.” At sa unang pagkakataon mula nang mawala siya— Damian let himself hope. Their reunion wasn’t a fairy tale. It was fire. But fire—if controlled—could create steel. At nang gabing iyon, sa gitna ng apoy at abo, Damian swore: He would learn to control the fire. For her. With her. Or burn trying.

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"Keep your wife in line, or we will." I stared at it, pinunit ko sa gitna, then sinindihan gamit ‘yung scented candle sa tabi. I watched it burn into ash. Keep me in line? Good luck. Kumuha ako ng red lipstick at sinulat sa mirror ng office niya: “You don’t cage a wildfire. You just pray it burns somewhere else.” Sabay post ng bagong photo ko sa IG—‘yung kuha sa labas ng restaurant kanina, with the caption:

Lucas arrived later, damp from the rain, tie loosened. He didn’t speak; he just sat beside me on the couch. We watched the news fade into static. “He’s gone,” I whispered. “For now,” he said. “Do you ever think about what comes next?” “All the time.” I leaned my head on his shoulder. “Then promise me something.” “What?” “When the next fire comes… we don’t face it alone.” He reached for my hand. “Deal.” Outside, thunder rolled again—distant, almost gentle. Maybe warning, maybe reminder.

Nick’s POV Sabi ni Kat King, “Don’t play with fire unless you want to be burned.” At ngayon, nararamdaman kong nilalamon ako ng apoy. Pero sa kanya… ang apoy na ito ay tama, matagal ko nang gustong danasin, at parang wala na akong pakialam kung masunog man ako. “Aahh…” halos mabaliw ako sa sarap nang marinig ko ang ungol ni Audrey habang dinadala ko ang mga halik ko sa kanyang leeg.

well, not for too long. I immediately shook my head and sighed. Fire's too dangerous to play with. Masusunog ako sa oras na hindi ko pinigilan ito. And I don't want to get burn. At least not with someone who I'm sure isn't ready to get burn with me.

"As we ascended the volcano, some of my fellow cultivators began to regret their decision to follow us. But before they could voice their protests, a deafening explosion shook the air. Turning our gaze towards the source, we witnessed a massive fire engulfing the area where our comrades had stayed." "Seconds after the strong explosion, we saw a colossal fire portal materialized in the sky, unleashing a barrage of fireballs that decimated the training grounds. We could only feel the trembling of the land beneath us, a testament to the devastating power of these attacks." "Throughout our ascent to the summit of the volcano, our eyes couldn't help but gravitate towards Grant. Questions swirled

“Maybe a chance to start over.” Then I leaned in slightly. “Or maybe, a chance to play with fire.” Sandaling natahimik siya. Then, slowly, he smirked. “Be careful, Lia,” aniya, habang marahang naglalapit. “Fire burns. And I don’t think you’re the type who can handle getting scorched.” Napalunok ako. Oh, I can handle it, Sandro. What I didn’t say out loud was— I came here to burn someone else.