Slow Burn Book Novels & Stories

She walked slowly toward the sofa, her movements quiet, drawn by a sharp, irresistible curiosity to the open book. She stopped at the edge of the cushions, leaning down. She didn't intend to invade Asena's privacy, but the moment her eyes caught the charcoal lines on the cream paper, her breath caught in her throat. It wasn't a standard marketing notebook. It was a visual diary of raw, breathtaking talent. The open page featured a hyper-detailed charcoal sketch of the Istanbul skyline, the majestic domes and minarets of the Hagia Sophia rising through a dramatic shroud of fog.

Halfway through our reunion with some friends, my fiancée went missing. I was about to look for her when comments started popping right in front of me. "What's the second lead doing, coming to his car? The male and female lead are still going at it!" "I love seeing how his new car has become the stage for the lead characters' first time!" "That's what he gets for taking the male lead's spot for too long!" Our mutuals stopped us. "Helga's gone to get you a present. You should go back and wait." "Friends for life. They're covering up for the male and female leads," read one comment. "The beautiful female lead belongs to no one but the male lead! If I were there, I’d lie to that jerk too!

After a moment, Tucker murmured, "Willow always warned me not to stay up too late… and she made sure there was hot soup waiting when I was done. Damn it…" Since I left, his life had spiraled into chaos. Shelby's affection always seemed shallow. It lacked the genuine care and attention I used to give.

But because my sister, Raven Webster, thought Snowviper was too terrifying to look at, she stole Blazewing for herself. A month later, the whole world turned hotter, and the heatwave apocalypse began. Snowviper's power, just like his name, could lower the temperature within ten feet of him, creating a living shield against the burning world. Blazewing, on the other hand, carried the opposite—heat and fire. Raven took Blazewing, but she died of heat stroke in the heatwave apocalypse, while I survived thanks to Snowviper's cooling power. In her final moments, Raven was convinced I had stolen her husband. She whispered poison into Snowviper's ear, and he killed me.

That night, was the start of something fantastic. That night, I welcomed the best thing that ever happened to me. Or at least that's what I thought, until I met him... Natalie and Kane's story will continue in ‘In Flames’

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But when he looked up, hundreds of other books were lifting and floating from the shelves, their pages bleeding and whispering her name. “Camela. Camela. Camela.” Her head spun, and her chest rose and fell heavily. “They want me…” Vincent held her tightly against him, his flame blazing so bright enough it illuminated the shelves like daylight. “Then they’ll have to burn for it,” he said. He swung his arm through the air, sending fire in a blazing arc that struck the shelves. The books shrieked, blood hissed, and their pages curled black, turning ash. But for every book that he burned, ten more emerged from the shadows. They surged forward, bleeding words that crawled across the floor and wra

Noelle's POV I was still trembling from the kitchen island. My thighs sticky with two loads, the silver bell on my anklet chiming softly with every wobbly step. I’d barely caught my breath when the third knock came. It was slow, deliberate, like a heartbeat. I padded barefoot into the living room. The fire had burned down to glowing coals, casting long shadows across the thick white rug in front of the hearth. The Christmas tree twinkled lazily behind me, red-green-gold reflections dancing over the walls.

"I say you’re ambitious, Blackwood. Let’s see what’s in the rations." We sat there in the fading light, a rejected mate, a secret daughter, and a King with no crown, just breathing. For the first time in five years, the "Slow Burn" wasn't a fire that was consuming me. It was a hearth, keeping the cold at bay. And for tonight, that was enough.

Item: Basic Fire Bomb Item Level: 5 Item Type: Uncommon Item Cooldown: 1 second (one bomb) 10 minutes (three bombs in 5 seconds) Blast Range: 5 meters Description: A one-time use item that does minimal damage on contact but adds the effect on the target. does flat 50 damage every 5 seconds and lasts for 5 minutes. If used on targets weak to fire, the burn damage is doubled. can be stacked up to three times.