Sorry With Fire And Ice Novels & Stories

Eliana The voices of the people around me faded into white noise as I stared out the window, my mind no longer in the present but in the past. I thought back to the day it all started,my hatred for Melissa. EIGHT YEARS AGO. I laid in bed, my phone in hand as I read the same four words over and over again. “I'm sorry but I don't think we would work out, I love someone else I know it isn't fair that it's your sister but… I hope you understand, have a nice life.”

“Set upon the Red Empire is the unstoppable destiny of the two demigods … two children … two hearts.” The Emperor stormed his eyebrows as he tried to understand what it meant. He was only waiting for a name … the name of someone he feared … the person from his dreams every night who repeatedly took all away from him his power … his empire … and his life. “The forbidden love between the Sun God and the Ice Goddess continues … the Son of the Fire is gold, and the Daughter of the Frost is born … On the coming of the Red Dawn, ice will unite with fire … Frost will symphonize with Flame … And a new empire shall rise.”

We didn't want to be separated because we knew we'd miss each other too much. I hugged Austin, my lover, as tightly as I could. "My phone will most probably get taken away. It'll be after the SATs before we get to see each other again." My eyes slowly reddened as I thought about our eventual separation. I was thoroughly miserable and upset. Austin hugged me back equally as tightly. "I have another wish to make," he said. "If I can make it into the same college as you… or in the same city as you, can you please… not see other people and wait for me?

Then he pulled her close and held her with the quiet certain warmth of someone who had decided she was the most important thing and was going to hold her like it, and she went to him without hesitation and felt the warmth and the steadiness and the specific and irreversible truth of two people who had both spent most of their lives making sure they never had anything to lose. They had failed at that completely. Neither of them was sorry. Outside the window Chicago moved through its Saturday morning in December, cold and enormous and entirely itself, and the lake sat on its horizon with the patient indifference of something that had seen everything and been changed by none of it, and inside t

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 inferno rose to the dome's ceiling, and soon Ike was surrounded by a rainbow array of fire in blues, reds, and yellows. Come with us, the fire whispered. The spirit painted a picture of joy. Together they could live forever and dance with no pain or sadness. Ike sank into the feeling. He could have bliss if he followed the fire down into the planet to live forever in warmth and happiness. He would never be alone. -Ike.- JP spoke in his head. -Stay with me.-