Ruby Wings Of Fire Novels & Stories

Rose was listening to the teacher who was teaching them trigonometry, she already knows it but she is using it to distract herself from the two lovebirds sitting beside her, she wish her mate accept her, she made up her mind to go see him after the class and ask why he doesn't want her and then she will accept the rejection but suddenly she was starting to feel uncomfortable again in her seat, all she could feel all over her body was a burning sensation, she is feeling a great pain all over her body and she kept shifting in her seat, everything was starting to get blurry she tried to mind link someone cause she could not talk even to call the lovers beside her but she was too weak to do so.

Her hand moved. Fast. Reaching for something on the table beside her. A gun. CATARINA I saw it before Jameson did. The way her eyes shifted. The slight lean of her body. The desperate calculation of someone with nothing left to lose. My hand was already moving. The dagger left my palm in a perfect arc—muscle memory, years of training, instinct honed to a razor's edge. It flew true. Fiona's fingers had just closed around the gun when the blade hit her.

“But you’ll be gone.” And then I moved. Faster than his eyes could track, faster than the witches could react. My fire took over. No more compromises. No more second chances. No more mercy. I felt it before I moved. The shift. My body became flame incarnate, no longer flesh but vengeance wrapped in heat. My wings of fire unfurled behind me—massive, burning brighter than anything I had ever conjured before. I wasn’t walking anymore. I was gliding, a being of wrath.

"'I call thee beloved one to come towards me, yearn for me, crave me, and to love me more than anyone." My feet had started to lift up inches from the ground, and all I could see was fire, fire, and more fire as I threw the two larks into the eye and heart of it. "Fourteen times I have pierced my heart, seven times she has burnt this lark, and now you feel the magic start as I throw the poor creature down the blazing hearth and it comes back flying alive." By now, my whole body was raging with fire, and my veins were drowned in a mortifying heat as I stood high in the sky above everything else, but the stars, in a ball of seething flames; but I was feeling nothing but alive as the larks I th

Mommy and Daddy were dead. Cobra might be dead. Tyron might be dead. I was tired. So tired of running. Maybe if I died, I would see them again. That thought made me feel sad but happy. I opened my mouth and swallowed the liquid on purpose. It burned down my throat like hot pepper. My eyes watered. My chest felt tight. The world started moving strangely. The trees leaned sideways. The red glow stretched into a long line. The men’s voices sounded far away, like they were underwater.

"Don't come in, Serena! This place is about to blow! You guys need to run!" Raiden was still heading out with Celia in his arms, but he paused when he heard my words. He looked back in disbelief at me. All warmth left his eyes, as though he were looking at a stranger. "How am I now realizing you're so sly, Winifred? "The firefighters will be here and can control the flames in half an hour! What will our colleagues think of me now that you're saying this place will blow up? Can't you be a little more considerate like Celia?"

But the sun and my blurry, stinging eyes kept me from seeing anything. And then the car exploded, causing me to cover my ears and this man’s powerful body sheltered me. The breath of the explosion carried a burnt rose petal at my feet. “Don’t be afraid, son! They've rolled the dice! It just had to be him...”

She was hoping for him to say something, but he never did. "I guess you're right," Ahankara smiled back, before sighing. "That's just how fate works." She looked at Yashvir with tender eyes and a soft smile. "Flames, no matter how dangerous, always seem to be drawn towards roses." - - - - - -

(My favorite). Red is believed to be the color of love. But it has the intensity to burn. Its flames when roar leaves nothing. They only destroy. But so, does love. This time Hades will burn. Everything. Because if it turns out that the girl, he has been searching for is someone he loves. The fire in his eyes will leave no ashes. Should I let myself get caught in the crossfire?

It had a diamond in the center, surrounded by an intricate carving design that got me curious the first time I saw it. Hunter took my hand and slipped the ring on my finger. It was only then that I recovered from my shock. I finally made out the design of the ring. The two-carat diamond center was surrounded by smaller diamonds that make out the shape of wings—like angel wings. Then he showed me the matching ring. It had a thicker band. The pattern revealed a sword with a small round diamond on its hilt. “This ring is mine. A symbol of my promise to always protect you… take care of you… guard you,” he said in a solemn voice. He placed the ring on his finger and then he raised his eyes to loo