Spicy Chapters In Wildfire Novels & Stories

Sienna looked at the city. "No," she said softly. "It wasn't." Maya put her arm around her the way she had been doing since they were twenty-two, easy and unsentimental, the hug of someone who did not need to make a moment out of a moment. "Good," Maya said. "Now tell me about the trafficking conspiracy because the news coverage left out what sounds like the most interesting parts." Sienna almost laughed. She started from the beginning. The city moved outside the window and the January cold pressed against the glass and inside the apartment the warmth was specific and real and earned, the warmth of a life that had been built out of a wrong turn and had become, against all reasonable expectat

Ingrid I don’t know when it started — maybe the night we drank too much rum and the air between us felt thick enough to choke on. Maybe it was in the quiet moments, when their eyes lingered a little too long, when their jokes cut closer to bone, when their touches — accidental or not — burned in my memory long after they’d moved away. Jace is the wildfire. The man who burns everything he touches, yet I keep stepping closer to the flames. He makes my pulse race in dangerous ways — rough, consuming, demanding all of me until there’s nothing left.

Charlotte’s POV The smoke was thick enough to taste in my mouth. I kept low over Kieran’s back, hands fisted in the fur at his shoulders, my face turned sideways against the heat rolling in from the flames. The fire had spread further than I realized; on either side of us the undergrowth was going up in thick gray and red curtains, and the air tasted of charred wood and singed hair and under it, the sweet sugar of burnt flowers. The thread pulled straight ahead all the while, and I followed it, steering Kieran’s wolf by tugging on his fur. He followed, trusting me entirely, his ears pinned flat to his head as he leapt deftly over fallen logs that burned in the night.

I could feel the heat of the fire blazing through the forest as a thick blanket of smoke crept between the trees, the smell of burning wood and ash stinging my nostrils. The burning flames that engulfed the area shone off of the wolf's fur, illuminating their movements as one of them bit onto Asphalt’s shoulder, sinking its canines deep into his flesh as blood bathed Dad’s black fur. I wanted to kill that wolf for hurting him, but my legs felt boneless against the ground I fell on a few seconds ago.

Every second could be the last. The fire devoured everything around it like a wild beast, consuming wood, walls—everything in its path. But none of that mattered. The only thing that mattered was her, keeping her alive by my side, as I had promised I would. Without hesitation, I dove into the flames, ignoring the unbearable heat that threatened to destroy my flesh and invade my tissues. The thick smoke filled my lungs, suffocating and deadly. I felt the taste of blood dripping down my face, mixing with the steep ashes on the ground. Every step was torment, every breath a struggle. But I kept going, my body ignoring the pain in a frantic and desperate search.

Far back at the distance where we landed yesterday a black cloud darkened the air emitting from between the trees. Running I grabbed Hunter's hand. "Hunter, Look! A campfire. We are saved," I exclaimed. "Come on!" I tugged at his hand preparing to run to the direction but stopped when he didn't budge. Turning around I glanced at him to see his incisive eyes watching the smoke as if analysing something. Suddenly his eyes widened and hand around mine tightened. I frowned. "What's wrong?" "Run." "Why?" "It's no campfire, it's wildfire."

"It's a good thing Jacob is gullible. He believed you were in Manhattan even though you didn't return to your aunt's house. But did you shut up the Langham family's driver? Don't let them get a chance to attack you." "Take it easy, I always know what to do before moving forward." At the other end, Ursula let out a long sigh. "You're always playing with fire, Celine. Aren't you ever afraid of getting burned?" "I was already burnt before I even started this, Sula." Celine leaned back comfortably on the chair she was sitting on. Her eyes gazed at the road that seemed to be deserted. The driver who drove her chose to enter the freeway in order to quickly arrive at the place Celine wanted to go.

" Her lips were read closely and just after her words, the ground cracked open as it was seen, she channeled the flames of hell, from hell and rained it down on anything, thus everything in the forest. The yells of Hades engulfed the atmosphere. Thus, the fire burnt everything it came in contact with. After this, no one, not a soul was seen. Sight travails across as it caught one last and final scene, just as Maria's visions showed, the unknown street where she had her Foot walking across. Sight zoomed into a sheet that as seen was already printed by an unknown and tagged as "Missing!" Embodying the people, John, Khloe, Maria and Butt. Lights Fade BORN BY POWER CHAOS AND APOCALYPSE CHAPTER 3

Her breath trembled as something inside her cracked—not with breaking, but with release. She closed her eyes, drawing the wildfire closer, not to crush it, not to run—but to face it. The whispers tore at her, but she pushed back with her own voice, raw and burning: “I am not your kindling. I am not your ruin. I am flame, and flame is mine to carry.” The wildfire shuddered, sparks bursting outward like a thousand tiny stars. The dark edges burned away, leaving only fierce, golden light that wrapped around her like a mantle.

I prayed, hoping the whole night was one sick dream. But from the heat on my skin, I knew it was no dream. While the heat didn’t harm me, it made me aware this was reality. I searched whimpering, hoping to find something as defense, but I was surrounded by only twigs, grass and dirt. Nothing came to my aid as whatever approached me slowly. I watched the flames crackling, sparking sharply as it burned the pieces of wood, any bit of life it can grab onto. I looked at the flames that still caressed my hands, then into the darkness, where it stood, stepping forward, “STAY BACK!” I yelled, reaching out with my hands, but it only caused the flames to soar higher, grow into a wildfire as it climbed