Sono Fire Pit Novels & Stories

The log formation was facing each other and in the middle, there was a fire pit. “Hey, Soheila!” Hector shouted and pointed the empty log in front of him. “Sit here!” Soheila nodded and sat in front of Hector and Ezekiel. “I'll cook for us.” Soheila took out kitchen utensils for her to use and used the fire pit to cook. While cooking, Sirene and the five birds were chatting. “You have a good combat.” Hector complimented Sirene. Sirene smiled at him and said narcissistically “Of course! My four months staying in a forest was worth it.”

It makes me feel grounded. I take in the sights in front of me. First off, I'm not sure Ike knows what a bonfire is, because this isn't a bonfire. They've got store bought fire pits set up in the middle of the clearing, about four of them, rather than one large fire. Each has its own group of people sitting around it, some in chairs, some on the ground. There was music coming from somewhere, though I wasn't sure where yet. It sounded like a radio station. I could smell alcohol and meat cooking. My stomach growled at me, reminding me that I had not eaten dinner yet. I knew where my first stop would be. "Are you hungry?" Ike asks, looking down at me.

After grabbing some food, Celeste and I make ourselves comfortable near the roaring bonfire, perching on a rough, weathered log. Each of us holds a hot dog in one hand and a soda in the other, admiring the crackling fire. The mammoth flames send sparks into the cool night air, casting flickering shadows across the faces of the gathered crowd.

Crystalline water spurted upwards into the blue sky and downward into the hollow space in fours in a straight line. Behind, there was an outdoor fire pit with unblemished white cushioned chairs for recreation as borders. In the fire pit, the Kirkgardes traded tired looking fire logs, lava rocks or wood with elegant well-polished reflective gray fireglass. Fireglasses are recycled glass polished to sin. They sparkle like soft diamonds as yellow flames stained with blue dance lightly on them. It had a fire and ice look that only added to it's beauty.

Josh said with a sigh. "I don't just burn things," Dimitri defended himself. "We hold a giant bonfire to bring the community together. Everyone but Josh here seems to love it." "Isn't it too hot for a bonfire in Florida?" Colton asked as he glanced over at Dimitri, one eyebrow cocked. "Exactly!" Josh said, throwing his arms up in the air. "There's a perfectly good bar, just up the road, with air-conditioning and everything we need for bonding."

In the center of the clearing stood a large stone fire pit, where a warm fire was already crackling, thanks to Storm's earlier preparations. Ryker pulled out a cooler filled with beers and snacks, while Blaze and Rain worked on setting up comfortable seating around the fire. Storm joined me, and we sat down together, watching the flames dance and listening to the crackling of the wood. "This is exactly what we needed," I said, snuggling into Storm's side. "A night to relax, unwind, and enjoy each other's company."

His voice was quiet in the particular way of something that did not need volume to land with the weight of something final. "I'm bleeding," Sienna said. "I have permits. City approval. And you just drove into an active film set during a live stunt run." "You have permits for the other overpass," he said. "Half a mile north. You're on my property." The bottom dropped out of her stomach. She looked, really looked, at the surroundings. The warehouse facades. The particular configuration of the road through the industrial district. The orange hazard marker on a support column, sitting on the far side of a chain-link fence.

“This night isn’t ending at the table. It’s too fine an evening for that. We’re going to have a bonfire. Out back, by the stone pit. I’ll get the wood. Damian, Jonathan, come help me.” Jonathan groaned playfully but rose, Damian following him eagerly. I watched them through the window as they carried logs across the yard, the last of the sun spilling golden light over the fields and the stable. Beyond the gardens, the dark stone circle of the fire pit waited, half-buried in years of family memories, and I could already imagine the glow of flames dancing against the night. I stepped out onto the porch with Jonathan’s grandmother as the men worked, the crickets beginning their chorus, the frog

My hand grips my phone so hard, I fear it might crack. Andrei walks into the room with a tablet in his hands. "You should see this" He says as he hands the tablet to me. I take it and begin to read the news displayed on it. Two of the Italian mafia owned hotels just exploded, taking hundreds of lives in it, The headline read. Above the headline is the picture of the buildings burnt to the ground. The air leaving my nostrils feels hot against my skin. I'm practically seething.

Perse said. “He’s got more than five supernatural powers within him.” “Have you ever heard of Pyrokinesis?” Perse asked and I thought for a while. “Isn’t that the controlling of fire with mind? Or fire manipulation, something like that?” I asked and they both nodded. “He has that ability too” She whispered and a light gasp escaped my lips. “So be careful” she added and I nodded even though I didn't mean it. How dare he hurt me? He messed with the wrong girl, I’m going to have my pound of flesh, no matter what.