Set Your Heart Ablaze Meaning Novels & Stories

This misstep slowed the serum's journey to my heart. My mind, deprived of oxygen, plunged into an abyss of emptiness. Yet, in this void, a fiery sensation began to stir. Starting from my throbbing thumb, it wound its way towards my sluggishly beating heart. Upon reaching its destination, it erupted like a dormant volcano awakening. My heart raced, pumping the serum throughout my whole body with renewed vigor.

“You’ll be in big trouble.” “I already know that.” There was a hint of sarcasm as I looked back at the small window of the bathroom stall where my bestfriend Ariel was standing, pushing the backpack that she prepared for my escape. My escape. As exaggerated as it may sound, I found this very moment as my escape. The Coachella was the perfect event, the only event that I had to get away from all the craziness in my life right now. I just turned 21 and in a few weeks I would be shipped out to marry someone I barely know. I was being sacrificed to grow my father’s empire even bigger.

My heart is beating so fast and I can feel my blood rushing to my cheeks, warming them up and staining them. “Because you're my mate.” What the hell?

love Firealarms started to beap in my heart and brain No danger zone back away This word itself was bomb. My heart immediately started its dance I glared at him with as much hate I can mustered right now " Don't you dare call me that . I will deform your face with my nails" But he frowned at my high pitched words . Oh remember he's sick I'm only letting you go because you're weak right now otherwise you won't be so safe in this bed I tried to act angry But he only smiled at that . And finish your soup . I don't have all day to wait for you .

Unable to even get air into my starved lungs. “You do taste like a very bad girl.” Well, fuck. I think something just left me and jumped to him. I do not know what that something is, but it feels important. Vital. And now, I can not get it back. ** In the bloom of youth, when hearts are unburdened by the weight of years, desire and passion between a young couple are like an unquenchable fire, fierce and untamed, casting a warm, radiant glow on the canvas of their lives.

"Trust me .. You will be happy later. Begging me to make love to you .. Again .. And again." "Nope .. Never. Mmh ... Mmh .. Blaze .. Mmh ... Why is my body feel hot?" I felt immense heat, I felt like I was inside of a burning house surrounded by fire, I was in it .. On fire.

“Feel your heartbeat. Let your energy rise, but don’t let it control you.” I obeyed, inhaling deeply. I felt the air move in and out of my lungs, softly. I reached deep inside, searching for that spark Naomi always said burned at the centre of my being. It was dim at first, then after a while, my chest began to feel warm. Curling through my veins and tingling at my fingertips, it moved like liquid fire. The excitement inside me matched the pace of my heartbeat, which became louder. “Good,” Naomi said softly. “Now channel it. Focus on the flame, not the storm.”

"I've been waiting for you." I felt a surge of heat rise within me, my cheeks flushing with a rosy hue. The connection between us pulsed in the air, drawing us closer with an irresistible force. The doubts and fears that had clouded my mind dissipated, replaced by a renewed sense of purpose and a fiery passion that burned brighter than ever.

"You are and always will be the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life, I love you." ( the image of a golden pink heart) After reading it my hands started shaking and I dropped the card on the floor my heart started beating fast and I took in my hands my Florentine heart charm, which was the gift from that person I loved so much. "It can't be, this is not happening I am hallucinating, I am dreaming is this possible," I said out loud. When I heard a voice I thought I would never hear again in my life. "Hello, beautiful you missed me"...

he read aloud as he traced the stamp with his index finger. I sat there helpless as he took the book back and checked it out with the librarian. I just sat there. Then, the second stanza started coming back to me, “It's the fire that fuels your soul, Your passion, your heart, your goal. Let it shine bright, let it shine far, And light the way, near and far.” I knew not what fuelled his jealousy and unnecessary hate, but I focused on it that day and it was the fuel for what I did that day.