Sorry With Fire And Ice Novels & Stories

It felt like standing at the edge of a frozen lake. Beautiful and Terrifying. One wrong step, and everything could shatter. “Don’t hope too much, Toby,” I whispered into the darkness. My heart ignored me. It already has.

at the end, which brought a huge frown on my face as I felt a wave of irritation and anger swarm through me. "And you are aware I can reject you now? I hate hearing that word, "mate!" Don't make this mistake again!" I retorted sternly, and she bowed and apologized in a meek voice. "I am so sorry, my prince. I was carried away by..." "Whatever." I waved dismissively. "Can you recognize me?" She chimed, and I sneered at her, wondering what rubbish she was spilling. "How will I recognize you? You aren't a Lycan."

Hissed! They all quickly retreated in fear and sweated bullets. "F**k! Arielle! Are you trying to kill us?!" they all uttered in unison while shuddering. Well, they almost touched the burned part just now, which still has the lingering cold flame. It hasn't extinguished yet because of the ice. "I'm sorry!" I quickly extinguished the cold flame and removed the ice. "What in the world did you just do?!" Isabella's eyes widened, and then she glared murderously at me as though she was going to eat me alive. My heart jolted, and I felt guilty now.

if I could just melt some of the ice. It's not over yet! Fire spark! In that situation I activated my fire sparks while blindly shooting them out of both arms, it worked well. Drip...drip...drip Despite the ice slowly melting, there remained a problem. There is not enough mana to melt all of this ice on top of me. By the time I melt half of the ice, I will have exhausted my mana. It's time to give up using fire spark. Even though nothing changed, the spark managed to melt enough ice to permit my hand to move. This is not the best time to run out of mana.

"But I’m not asking for a choice anymore. I will be the shield until there is nothing left of me but the floor you walk on. I don't care if you hate me for the rest of your life... as long as you have a life to hate me with." The silence that followed was a pressurized vacuum. For 1.8 seconds, the ice Phoenix had spent five years freezing around her soul didn't just crack; it dissolved into a burning slurry of grief. He’s literally begging to be my firewood, she thought. He’s rotting for us, and I’m the one holding the match. She wanted to cry. She wanted to scream at him for finally being the man she needed ten years too late. Instead, she snapped her gaze away, her jaw hardening into diamo

The cold expanded, my chest the only thing left standing against the sudden icy chill that shook me. "No!" The fourth voice. Deep and melodic, it sent a shiver through me as he called my name like a sorrow filled song. A final light bloomed, hovering in front of me. It didn't spark. The fire raged in warning and I reached for the spark, asking it come to me. It ignited, blazing brighter and shot straight for me. I let it collide, sparking on impact and the fire died, suffocated by a gust of icy cold winds, splashed with sparks of lights.

“Then – “ he said and looked at Alf. However, his smile froze as his eyes slowly widened in horror. Phyros felt his heart was eaten by fear. He sharply turned to Alf and felt his heart go cold when he saw her standing behind him, her feet were frozen by ice. “Alf…” he called and immediately grabbed her hand. The ice is crawling from her feet up to her body. Phyros used his flames to thaw the ice but it didn't melt. His face paled as he held her hand tight and hugged her. “Alf… answer me – “ he called as he set his body aflame, trying to thaw the ice again.

"So don't get any funny ideas in your fucking head. We're not friends." Leon felt something tighten painfully inside his chest, but still...He forced himself to nod. "Thank you." Noa looked at him blankly. "I don't want to miss the match either." A humorless laugh escaped Noa. "Who cares if you miss it?" The words were sharp, and deliberately cruel. Then Noa pushed off, his skates carving across the ice as he joined the rest of the team.

“Then she can't either.” Her finger trembled on the trigger. “You are mine.” Her eyes were wild. “Only mine.” Louis slowly stood up. “Give me the gun.” His voice carried a quiet threat. Siana laughed weakly. “I love you so much.” Her eyes looked empty. “And you don't care at all. Her breathing became uneven. “Fine.” She smiled strangely. “Then I will take you with me.” Her finger started pulling the trigger. “I can't live without you.” Tears streamed down her face.

"I'm sorry I couldn't protect either of you. I'm sorry the world asked this of all of us, and I'm sorry I don't know how to forgive you and grieve you in the same breath, Crystal, but I am trying. I promise you I am trying." I lowered the torch to the pyre before I could lose whatever fragile resolve had carried me this far, and the flames caught fast, hungry, climbing through the dry wood with a speed that felt almost merciful, as though even the fire understood there was no kindness in making this last longer than it had to.