Slowburn Novels & Stories

Broken no more. Burning forever. Together. Always.

Burn! “Burned! Oh my God ... my life will never be calm. " Said Sandro standing up.

Let it burn through you and make the bond complete. Elias nodded. His own cock rubbed between their stomachs with every thrust. The friction felt amazing. Come inside me. Fill me until I overflow. Make me yours. With a deep roar Pyroth drove in as far as he could go. His cock pulsed hard and released another flood of glowing seed. It shot deep into Elias guts. Pulse after heavy pulse. The heat spread everywhere. Elias belly pushed out even more from the amount. Some of the fire cum leaked out around the base and ran down in bright streams.

The dark-blue flame exploded like a bomb when it came in contact with the underworld soldiers, turning the entire area into a sea of dark-blue flames. The underworld soldiers never stood a chance. The sea of dark-blue flame instantly drowned them. They screamed miserably as their souls shattered. It was a massacre. Skylar was like a tiger making its way through a flock of sheep, barely encountering any resistance as he entered the depths of the Underworld smoothly.

“I will meet up with you at your place?” “No, I am busy.” “Busy with what?” “I have things to do.” “What things? You have just landed.” As promised Brenda phones me. “Afternoon Brenda.” “Afternoon Miss James. We have a problem here at the agency.” “What's wrong Brenda?” “The BDSM room caught fire.” “I will be there in half an hour.” I turn to Joshua barely containing my laughter. “There is a problem at The Summit Club. There was a fire.” “Since when did you become a firefighter?”

It was a pleasure to burn. Rave smiled as he watched the tiny blue flames dance from his fingertips—the outward manifestation of the magical inner fire coursing through his body. The heat shone dimly through the bronze skin of his face, making his long, dark copper-colored hair seem to shimmer in the shadows of the woods. The reason for the flames crouched behind a gnarled oak some fifty yards away—a vampire, stealthily watching humans at play in a grassy park below.

An obsidian stone is inside my seal, and the guards fall over themselves to let us inside once they know who I am. The wall is ridiculously tall, made of thick, reinforced steel. I crane my neck back, move my hair back to see it all. The portly guard pulls a lever, and a portion of it lowers. Clunky and groaning, the ice flys out, the gate forcing its way open. The gate lowers completely, warm water slowly trickles out, and the inside of Estate Eclipse is steaming. I grab onto Dante and he helps me past the blocks of ice until we cross the other side of the gate.

“What’s with that look? Don’t tell me you are about to cry and ruin that hot makeup on that beautiful face of yours.” Lola chuckled as she held back her tears. “Of course not. It’s just.. I never pegged you as one to be so observant. Thank you, Xena.” Xena smiled and drew her in for a brief hug. “You are welcome, sis. Now go make up with your best friend.” ~ The bonfire had been lit and music played in the background as people danced. Noah stood beside Tyler with drinks in both their hands as they stared at two women laughing and discussing at a distance away from them, one red-haired and the other, pure brunette.

(Hannah’s POV) The smell of burnt wood and ash still lingered in the air as I stepped over the caution tape. The building had been nothing more than a quiet corner bookstore—one I’d passed dozens of times without much thought. Now, it was a skeleton of charred beams and shattered glass. I swallowed hard. Standing here, in the middle of what was once a thriving business, made everything feel more real. This wasn’t just a story; it was someone’s life in ruins.

"Look at you, all eager to please. You didn't even offer anything in return. Why would she help you out?" He then handed me a card. "I'm Daniel Jenkins. Here's a little something for our first meeting. ZenWave's beauty clinics are all part of my family business. With this card, you can enjoy unlimited visits." ZenWave was a well-known, high-end beauty clinic chain. A single visit there could cost tens of thousands of dollars. This gift was too generous. I didn't take the card, but Leon snatched it from Daniel's hand and stuffed it into mine.