Slow Burn Book Novels & Stories

What was happening? Before she could react, a brilliant, golden light erupted from the book's spine, flooding the room with warmth and brightness. The air around her shimmered, filled with soft, glowing particles that floated like stars in the night. Selene gasped, her breath catching as the light intensified. Its glow was so powerful that it forced her to squint.

Low. Inhuman. Wrong. The forest freezes. Even the night seems to recoil. The tension snaps. Not the silence. Me. The magic inside me doesn’t unravel, it denotes. Heat rips through my chest, stealing my breath and replacing it with light. My veins burn. My fingers flare, glowing with molten gold threaded through storm-dark blue as the marks from the book ignited, etching themselves into my skin like living fire. “Saxa—” Eirik lunges for me.

I can’t move. Ash rains down in a slow, deliberate snowfall. Each fleck is a dying ember, whispering against my skin like a warning. I press my palm to the nearest column—scalding. The burn bites deep, but I can’t let go. If I let go, I’ll float away into the inferno. Somewhere beyond the crackle of fire, something moves.

I had thought that it would burn me – taking a peek at the two women who were with me, they were back away from the fire, Leah patted the small flame that got on her pants, Lyv helping her put it out. I could still feel the heat, but what was odd was that the flames didn’t burn me. I lowered my hands slowly, looking at the book – now burning yet the pages were intact. My heart beat fast as I walked back to the podium. I blink, there was something new. I blinked again. I rubbed it, feeling the sting I had felt when Leah brought me to Neverwhere.

, stammered Mrs Young trying to find the right words to calm the angry Mrs Suinne "I think we have been embarrassed enough Mrs Young, we'll call it a Night", interrupted Mrs Suinne as she left the party with her head held high. Unaffected by Taylor's words, Mr Suinne gave a little nod as he gently stroked Mrs Young's shoulder and out he went with the angry Alicia following behind. END OF FLASHBACK

She barely looked up from her phone as Blackwood carried my bag inside. He kissed my temple before heading out, promising he’d call later. I went straight to the bathroom, desperate for a shower to wash off the road. I turned on the faucet, and instantly hissed in pain as scalding water blasted against my hand. I yanked it back, my skin flushing red from the burn. The steam was so thick it clouded the mirror. My heart thudded. I knew that heater. It had a safety valve, one I’d never touch, one you’d have to deliberately tamper with to make it this dangerous.

Theo’s brows knot as he slowly realizes what Maddie is talking about. “Impossible.” He muttered before coughing which only made him gasp for more air. “Possible.” Maddie smirked. “That ruby stone left inside you will burn your every muscle, slowly. Think of it as an acid. It was supposed to be placed in your heart but you woke up so now, I have to stab you again and double the pain.” Without any word, Maddie stabbed Theo on his right thigh. Theo couldn’t help but to scream in pain. Maddie looked at him as she stabbed his other thigh. She’s shivering in anger and all she wants is to torture him over and over again.

Maybe the facade only looks small with the help of optical illusion. I didn't speak. I looked around and there were many books scattered there. There is also a cauldron over the fire inside the fireplace. Something was brewing and the ladle was spinning and mixing the liquid. I tried not to be amazed but even so, I was still amazed by everything I was seeing. "Sicario, is he the one you say is your grandson?" Merlin asked Grandpa. Grandpa smiled. He looks proud like I am some kind of a prized possession.

⸻ Then suddenly— The page burst into flames. The book screamed. ⸻ Reality screamed. ⸻ The sky cracked. ⸻ And the name vanished. ⸻ Gone. ⸻ Destroyed. ⸻ Forever. ⸻ 💔 ⸻ 🌙 The Last Message The burning page released one final sentence. ⸻ A sentence directed only at Ilyaan. ❤️ ⸻ The letters glowed brightly. ⸻ Then slowly faded. ⸻ “The answer was never a word.”

The system was stuck, waiting for a command that it couldn't understand. Elara used her weight to push her arm into the machine. She shoved her forearm into the hot gears and her fingers touched the book. The pain was real, not like the pain from the machine. It was a burning hot feeling that tore through her nerves like liquid fire, instantly shattering the machine's localised freeze-frame. The raindrops around the room started moving again. They fell down like arrows cutting through Elara's clothes and into her skin. But the pain didn't hurt her, it made her feel solid. It gave her weight in a world that was trying to turn her into nothing.