Scorched Novels & Stories

“You smell good.” Aaron blinked once. “It’s the rain. Focus, Victor. You’re-” “I’m burning.” Aaron reached for the wound again, but Victor caught his wrist, fast, faster than before. His strength was spiking unnaturally. “You don’t understand,” Victor growled, voice low, fevered. “It’s not just the wound. It’s everywhere. My skin, my spine, my cock...every nerve’s screaming.” Aaron stilled. Victor's grip didn’t ease. “I don’t think it’s just poison. It’s something else. Something that I want.”

The carpet burned against her skin with every impact. He drove into her harder. The desk legs rattled above them. A pen rolled off the edge and hit the floor with a soft plastic click. Sweat gathered at the base of her spine and along the line of her collarbone. She could feel every ridge of him, the thick heat, the way his cock swelled as the climax built too fast, driven by the same adrenaline that had kept him staring at a blank phone screen at midnight. The risk of Claire knowing, the locked door, the morning staff already moving in the hallway outside—all of it sat sharp under the friction, turning every stroke more desperate.

On the final day of our graduation trip, temperatures suddenly soared to dangerous levels. I came down with heat exhaustion, but my boyfriend gave our entire supply of electrolyte drinks to my best friend. "You're in good shape, and you know first aid. Just drink some water and rest for a bit. You'll be fine. "Willa's the one we need to worry about. She's always been frail, and without the electrolyte drink, she could get seriously sick." I was too dizzy to argue, so I turned to the others in our group for help, only to be met with eye rolls. "Sophie, you're taking this jealousy way too far." "Ryan was just looking after someone who's actually sick. Do you really have to act like you're abo

Murdok screeched as Rori cried and spun in circles, helpless. The flames finally pushed the large scaled beast into flight and Rori watched as he flew straight toward the volcano, crying out loudly before landing at the edge of the mouth and looking toward her with its neck craned. Rori turned back to see Henry and her mother still screaming in flames and as their skin began to melt away she backed up until the boom of more screams caused her to spin around and as her hands shot out in front of her, the echo of Destiny and Andy’s desperate cries had Rori frantically trying to search through the flames and find her distressed house mates.//

💔Hidden Scars💔 (😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱) By: Kã Mä Râ . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . #Season_2: ✨Episode 24✨ . . 🔞🔞The scene below is rated. So if you hate it, don't read it. Just skip it🔞🔞 . 🌹Natasha🌹

He needs the know what he is getting his self into. Oh God help me. How will Chris take the news. Did Emery do the right thing Will Chris ever forgive the twins for for deceiving him. Don't forget to vote and comment

The brunette had the urge to scream her feelings out, but it would be mortifying if someone would actually hear her. Annabelle looked around, searching for something to hide herself. She saw a pile of large rocks at a distance, so she headed towards it, running. The woman gasped for air when she reached the destination. She placed herself on the broader part of it and turned over. Facing the sunrise, she noted the sky was painted with gradient hues of orange and blue. It was breathtaking adding up the sorrows she was feeling, and with that she gathered all

With her eyes resting on the fire, she use her nails to scratch the spot he ahd kissed and blood was forming on the red line her nails had continually and roughly dragged. A gently door losing behind her didn’t faze her one bit. She felt a shadow lingering behind her. “Thank you, Khalid. I didn’t think you would take such a long time to call Ambrose.” “He was asleep. No wolf like to be disturbed when he sleeps.” Zara smiled. She relax back on the chair and speak eerily. “Prepare the water. I want it to scorch me.” “Are you sure?” Khalid’s voice becomes sad. “His touch feels like thousands of insects are running down my body. I need to get it off me. I feel dirty.”

She squeezed it two more times before dropping it in the water close to her chest. Leaning back and relaxing, she let her hands drop on either side of the bath tub. Her left hand reached out for the bottle of wine which laid just below the tub and she lifted it up. Deciding not to bother refilling the now empty glass, she brought the bottle to her lips and tipped her head backward, gulping the red liquid down in a rush. She choked and coughed, placed the bottle down and chuckled sadly. "Omar, I'm really sorry." Hiccup. "I'm really really sorry. But I needed this break, at least I thought that was what I needed.... Bit I miss you terribly...."

The flames blazed on, intense and untamed, burning bright against the white landscape. I had no idea what else to do, but I kept piling snow onto her, desperate to quench the flames that seemed unstoppable. Finally, after a minute that felt like a lifetime, the fire sputtered out. Scarlett lay there, her body still and vulnerable. Her skin glowed faintly, as if some otherworldly energy had just released her, and after a few heartbeats, she began to stir, slowly coming back to herself.