Quotes About Fire Novels & Stories

Tumalim ang mga mata ni Fire sa bartender. "Weren't you the so-called Fire of desire and Fire of heart destruction? The fuck boy who spreads his wild fire on his women and leave them crying because they got burn and broken heart?" Anito habang nakatingin sa kanya ang walang emosyong mga mata nito. Fire dragged his eyes back to Krissel. Hindi alam ni Fire kung bakit pero biglang kumalabog ang dibdib n’ya sa kaba at takot dahil sa masamang unang ekspresyon nito sa kanya.

“I’m here, Liza. Hindi siya.” “Then prove it.” “Paano?” “Patahimikin mo ‘yung alaala niya.” Tumigil siya. Tumitig sa ‘kin nang matagal. Tapos, may kung anong pumatay sa liwanag sa mga mata niya. Parang may binuksan akong parte niya na matagal niyang tinatago. “Don’t play with fire, Liza.” “Then why do you keep lighting it?”

Ramdam na niya ang init dahil lalong lumalaki ang apoy dahil sa mga gamit . '' hold on Faith makakalabas tayong ligtas '' paulit ulit niyang sinasabi habang pilit tumatayo at buhat parin si Faith .Dahil malapit na ang pintuan nagmadali siyang lumabas at sakto naman may mga fireman na akma sana puntahan sila . Binuhat nila si Faith at siya naman ay inalalayan ng isa sa kanila .

mahina niyang sabi, pilit lumalaban sa titig nito. “I can’t,” sagot ni Quen, halos pabulong. “Not when you look at me like that.” Dahan-dahan nitong itinaas ang kamay at hinaplos ang pisngi niya. Mainit. Mabigat. “You think you can play with fire,” anito, marahang inilapit ang mukha. “But you are the fire.”

Nakatulong ang bonfire para mabawasan ang lamig na dulot ng maulan na panahon. Habang nakaupo kami malapit sa bonfire ay hindi maiwasan na hindi kami magkuwentuhan tungkol sa mga personal naming buhay. Lahat naman sila ay willing mag-share kaya nag-share na rin ako ng personal kong buhay para naman hindi ako maging killjoy sa kanila.

It was a meeting of fire and ice, of danger and devotion. Her lips were soft and warm against mine, igniting a spark that threatened to consume us both. Our tongues danced in a seductive rhythm, exploring, teasing, and seeking solace in each other's embrace. The taste of her, the intoxicating scent of her hair, fueled the flames of desire within me.

"You probably would. I'm prepared for that." Flame. It is an apt description of him. You can tread on him or douse him, regardless of the outcome, he won't be extinguished. He gets stronger the more you try to squash him. His heart is unbreakable. From thunder to lightning in a bottle to keeping on burning to keeping me ablaze. Locking fire within a bottle is impossible to control. And that's right... Someone as perilous, tainted and flawed as you. You're screwed up and still be brilliant.

Even while I was in literal danger, while I could barely breathe and every nerve in my body felt like it was on fire, I still had the audacity to think, “Damn, this man smells like a billion-peso stock portfolio and heartbreak.” Funny, I thought bitterly. Nagawa ko pang magbiro habang naghihingalo. “Rouge,” wika ko. My sight was still blurry. “I’m on fire,” dugtong ko, but this time. Walang halong biro. dugtong ko, but this time, there was no hint of humor. No teasing sarcasm. Just truth—raw, terrifying, and searing through my skin. “Mainit, sobrang init…”

“Hindi talaga siya natatakot kahit nasa panganib. ‘Yan ang tunay na propesyonal—isang tunay na expert!” “Mag-ingat ka, Mr. Expert!” “Tigilan niyo na ang paghanga sa kanya! Mag-isip kayo ng paraan para alisin ang mga kotse niyo! Malapit nang makarating dito ang fire brigade!” “...”

Impit akong napadaing ng hawakan nito ng malakas ang dalawang pisngi ko at pilit pinatayo. "Look, your little home is burning with fire, and there's nothing you can do. You're weak, you can't do nothing but pay the consequences of your stupidity." Gusto kong tumakbo patungo sa bh ng makitang nagliliyab ito sa apoy, nasa madilim na sulok kami at nakikita ko ang mga taong nagkakagulo, nagsisigawan.