She's Sun And Rain She's Fire And Ice Novels & Stories

I squinted and gave the bomb expert a half-smile. "There’s no need to waste time with words.” "Just do your thing, and quick." He nodded and got down to business with his tools. I licked my back teeth. Great. Now of all times I was dying for a smoke. The afternoon in Safrana? It was blazing hot. I had been standing in the blazing sun for what felt like an eternity, and it seemed like the sun was trying to cook me alive.

Fighting every urge to stay silent, she opened her mouth— When a bright orange glow lit up the sky like morning—only it wasn’t soft or warm. It was scorching heat, carrying screams. “Fire! Fire!”

We move faster. Her voice rises, breaks, shatters as she screams my name. That sound undoes me. I drive her higher, faster, until she’s trembling, crying out, clawing at me like she can’t survive another second without release. When she falls apart beneath me, it’s violent, breathtaking, her whole body convulsing, every muscle clenching tight. I follow her over the edge, groaning against her throat, spilling into her with a force that leaves me shaking. For a moment, there’s nothing but heat, the thundering of our hearts, the wild, reckless satisfaction of having her again.

Her eyes burned Golden Red. Like fire trapped inside ice. Blood covered her skin. The Not all of it hers. The ground beneath her cracked as power surged outward Water rose. Wind howled. Earth split. The elements bent. Obeyed. Answered her. Her vision shifted Kingdoms burned. Flames swallowed entire cities. Villages froze in place, encased in ice so thick it silenced every scream. Forests turned to ash. The sky itself seemed to tremble. And through it all

But the one thought that bugged her the most was what will happen to their relationship if there's any. She felt his large calloused hand holding her small one with such a delicate touch like she's a glass doll, if he touch her she'll break. "What a-are we?" She breathed feeling his thumb caressing her knuckles. His grey pools of emotions met hers as he smiled sadly. "We are fire and ice. Ice yearns the warmth as fire yearns the cold. Yet the both can't collide its impossible, making the yearning run deeper and hurt harsher. We are impossible." The man stated as a tear rolled down his eyes.

No one wants to get her bad side. But she is the type of friend everyone wishes for, she fights for her friends and also what she thinks it is right. Which makes people nickname her as glue, and that has helped her in solving cases, ‘cause if she handles a case, she won’t rest until she gets to the bottom of the case. She rolls out of the grudgingly after stopping her alarm to prepare for the day. She starts humming her favourite song, the one her mum always sang for her to sleep while showering, which brings back the few memories she still remembers about her mother back.

I’m your ice and you, my fire You light me up Give my heart the heat it desires Your love is red hot But don’t worry Blue and white are my favorite colors We match perfectly baby Heat me up and light my cold gloominess Though people say you’ll melt me I say some people are worth melting for Fire and ice ‘Baby,’ he said, cupping my face in his soft palms, ‘this is beautiful but, girl, I must warn you, I’m not a fan of poetry, I prefer prose. So, don’t be offended if I don’t share this interest with you. Just know that I think it’s a beautiful piece dear even though it is not the best thing to me.’

Perse was right, it’s exactly five minutes since she said it was gonna rain, it’s raining really heavily right now. The girls all smiled staring at me, obviously waiting for me. I stood up. “Come here,” I said and walked towards the window. I opened the window and stared at the water dropping for a while before putting my hand in the rain and immediately it turned to ice. They gasped and exchanged glances. “Ice!” They shouted at once and I immediately released the rain which started pouring out water again. “What’s wrong?” I asked wondering why they screamed. Is it bad? “Wow,,that’s crazy. We have fire already and now ice? Sounds interesting,” Odetta licked her lips and I scoffed.

She smelt of rain. Misha always smelt of flowers. She... She smelt of rain. Suddenly, Axel wished it was raining. * The two figures came closer, Fire and Ice, with the moon shining at both of them, glad that they would meet under Her watchful gaze, smiling when the two clashed finally and would prove once and for all, the power of love itself. Let the magic begin.

Her fair skin turns pinkish each time it was hit by sunlight her wings are beautifully hanging down to her back she is ready to soar high. But as it went further her fingers went more aggressive creating a sharp note that runs me shiver the piece is getting painfully sharp and I can almost feel it tearing my heart into two. The innocence was fading slowly in her eyes, it was replaced with the rage of fire and ice. Each time you will stare will melts you in no time but the barrier in it was cold as ice, I can no longer see the sun's rays but the fumes, inside and outside, and her fine wings went broken all because of the brutality she had been but one thing remains fine it is her beauty I can