Sorry With Fire And Ice Novels & Stories

It felt like the fire was burning from within me, gnawing at my skin, tearing the soles of my feet. I gasped for air and stretched out my hand gripping Ari's fragile hand tightly. "I'm sorry, baby. I failed to light up your world as I promised." A small smile broke out on her bloodied lips, I could see life slowly slipping away from her. I kissed her hand softly. The fire was close, it was just a matter of time. "All I ever wanted was to love you right." I was no longer aware of anything, just the drowning black smoke as it clouded our bodies.

So I’d left before dawn, slipping out while she slept, determined to cut her out of my life. My stick slammed a puck into the net, the impact jarring my arms. Sweat dripped down my jaw, my chest heaving. I’d come to the rink to escape, to drown her out with the burn of muscle and the sting of cold. But those eyes—those damned hazel eyes—clung to me, pulling me back to her. She was the reason my name was trending for all the wrong reasons, the reason my father wanted me off the ice and into the family’s real estate empire, married to Sophia Lang, some polished heiress I didn’t give a damn about.

Atlas retorted through gritted teeth. However, the firefighters would not let him go closer, and his heart-wrenching screams echoed throughout the villa. "Get out of the way! Let go of me! Naomi! Naomi!" Suddenly, a massive explosion came from the villa. The beams holding it up snapped and collapsed. In that instant, Atlas disregarded everything and pushed the firefighters aside with all his might. "Mr. Payne!" Someone yelled as burning-hot air rushed toward Atlas. Childhood memories flooded Atlas with terror, making it impossible for him to move. However, the thought of Naomi suffering terribly in the fire made it impossible for him to stay put. He covered his nose and screamed Naomi's name

Fires burned bright and fiercely. My body no longer held any feeling for pain as I again slammed into the ground. A large door made of ice stood before me. I moved without thinking—my hand resting against the cold surface. Dark magic poured from my fingertips, fire pushing into the ice, melting it away, layer by layer until nothing stood in front of me.

“Love is a flame. Power is ice. The closer a man draws to the crown, the more the flame dies. And if it doesn’t... the ice breaks him.” “Boris isn’t ice,” I said. “He’s fire.” “Then he’ll melt,” she said flatly. I shook my head, defiant despite the searing pain. “Yes, he’ll melt the ice before it breaks him! You’re wrong. He wouldn’t betray me. Neither for power, nor for your games.”

She went into the class and she’s lucky to find Michael alone in class,,,she handed the Ice cream to him ” Am sorry,” She said Michael sighed and took it from her ” You’ve forgiven me??” She asked and he nodded ” Omg!!!!! Am so happy!! ” she shouted jumping round the class Michael smiled and dropped the Ice cream on the locker ” Youre not taking it??” She asked ” I don’t like chocolate,, ” He replied ” Oh that’s true,I was just too sad to remember you don’t like it,,am sorry,am happy now ,,I thought you won’t talk to me again ” She sighed sat down

She said sighing. “When do you get to know that?” I asked her shocked. “When we are in Paris. I completely trusted you. For that matter, the way you behaved with me.” She replied smiling. “Same thing happened to me too.” I said smiling back. “So tomorrow we will start operation Fire&Ice.” She said holding my hand. “Fire & Ice?” I asked her laughing. “Yeah! My parents are fire as they always have heated arguments. And your parents are ice as they always stay numb.” she replied and then I shook her hand.

"We need to break the barrier upon this cave…" "Understood, let's do this with fire and ice." He said in a husky whisper. Fire and Ice. That was exactly what we were… I was unable to stop the small smile that graced my lips, or the flutter that settled into my stomach. He didn’t question me, he didn’t ask me anything, he simply decided to help me… "On three." I murmured. "One… two… three!" With those words, we both gave it our all… Our eyes blazed as an immense amount of power wrapped around us, merging together rather than repelling one another, becoming far stronger.

🦪 DORA 🦪 I cannot manage to say, ‘my heart skipped a beat’, because I’d be lying. My heart didn’t skip a beat; my entire body system stopped functioning. Something I started so casually is about to become the biggest dread of my life. From the start of my fight at Umbra, it was always Fire and Ice. My opponent, the Ice, and I, the Fire. I was angry, so angry that I burned every ice in my way.

Fires burned bright and fiercely. My body no longer held any feeling for pain as I again slammed into the ground. A large door made of ice stood before me. I moved without thinking—my hand resting against the cold surface. Dark magic poured from my fingertips, fire pushing into the ice, melting it away, layer by layer until nothing stood in front of me.