Rose Under Fire Book Novels & Stories

I rushed out from the cave and turned on my left and the anaconda also turned on its right because it felt the smell of human and immediately released it fire towards that direction. I heard them wailing I, therefore, commanded the angel of death to torture the anaconda, and rushed towards where I heard the cry. Unfortunately, the uniforms of Commander and Judith had burnt leaving them almost naked. I realized that the fire didn’t touch them but it was the heat that caused the burn of their uniforms. Rose was safe because she jumps to sustained herself in the air. She removes her underwear for officer rose and Commander was lucky his boxer shorts were intact.

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.

I was angry, I let my rage take over. She said she can't trust that I won't turn on her. And truthfully, I understand that. I can't trust that I won't turn my back on her unless we address the reason why I'm mean to her. Not my father, no that conversation doesn't need to leave my home. Anastasia is kneeling by one of the rose bushes and digging up the soil. She's analyzing the patch of damaged flowers and I don't get the purpose of that but it's whatever.

Chapter 7: Rose: Sean helped move all my belongings into another room and brought food up to dine with me. I think he was trying to guard me without letting me know he was… it didn’t matter to me how independent i was any longer. I was grateful for his company and realized I still needed a strong man to help me. As I sipped my tea trying to calm my nerves before bed, I couldn’t help observing Sean from under my lashes. Tonight I suffered quite a fright, but it also woke something inside of me that I didn’t know was there…. lust. Not for the drunkard that tried to take what wasn’t his, but the act itself that something so hard looking could feel soft when pressed between my folds. Luckily he

The weight of everything presses down harder. Cara won’t back off. That's what the fire in her eyes says. But right now, I’ve got bigger things to deal with. The La Rosa empire is on the radar, and I’m about to kill Mr. La Rosa.

Rose’s POV “Again.” The devil said. Ughhh I’ve been working with Patricia about pushing fire out my palms but all I can manage was to make my hands hot. “You’re not concentrating Rose. How are you supposed to do your duty to mankind if you can’t manage to push out fire?” She complained. I started getting pissed off and I could feel my stomach tighten. “Agh!” I screamed and then flames burst out of my hands, nearly incinerating the carpet. “Good! Now harness that anger and frustration.” She prompted while circling me. I tried my best to focus on that anger and felt the flames get even more intense.

I look like myself in a way that the white dress alone would not have managed, and I understand, standing here, that this is what he wanted me to see. He wanted me to see myself as he sees me. When I step back out into the room, Aurora makes a sound that is not quite a word, and Sophia blinks too fast and looks away for a second before looking back. "You look like the fire lady," Rose says. I look down at her. "Is that good?" She nods with complete certainty as she finally hands me the rose that she has been holding all this time. "Fire ladies are the strongest ones, just like roses."

He lies, promises fake futures, and when he gets bored, he throws them away. Lisa doesn’t see it. And why would she? She looks at the world like it’s not out to get her. She could make any man fall for her, especially someone pathetic enough to rely on flattery like Brooke. But he isn’t getting near her. Not when I’m in the picture. If I can’t have her, no one will. Call me a selfish bastard, I don’t care. I wear that title like a crown. Then came the moment I could get the reason to fire her. She stared at me with fire in her eyes. Not fear. Not submission. Fire.

I looked at the photo of Vanessa in the fire. I crushed the rose in my hand. The thorns cut my skin.

The energy in the air was thick, as if the whole forest had held its breath in anticipation. Cora and Rose stood unwavering, their faces tight with concentration, their bodies trembling but resolute. The fire seemed to come alive around them, twisting higher into the sky, the flames burning brighter. The Pack Soul’s glow pulsed, stronger and stronger with every passing second. Then, something unexpected happened. Something I was sure everyone would remember for the rest of their lives. The fire didn’t just burn—it surged, swirling violently as if it had a mind of its own. It reached higher into the air, a violent, unrelenting storm of flames, blinding everyone around. The heat was overwhelmi