Stelle X Firefly Novels & Stories

Or it will stay in my mind, that’s bothersome. Dark with death- Same old town same old eyes – The final plea. Passing by, lights-red. words in lips and space. The piece of dust you see- when the light hits, out for sanity. Once upon a time stars died.

Images of me escaping from the horde of infected in the compound and the way I almost ran Austin over, flashed in my head as I kept pulling the trigger of the Glock-22 pistol. I saw the image where we were Clara, Austin, and I was searching for supplies before we got trapped by the horde in the school compound where Major Mark and his team met them. Images of Major Mark stabbing Clara with tranquilizers flashed in my head as I clenched the gun more tightly, with my finger pulling the trigger with fury as sweat formed on my forehead. Images of meeting with Faceless and my mission flashed in my head also as I pulled yelled in rage, pulling the trigger till my gun clicked empty.

He fell backwards down the stairs holding his head and screamed. The witch was behind me and I felt her as she tried to penetrate my mind. I felt the pain and it took me down to one knee. I looked up as Bryan shot another man point-blank in his face. I didn’t have much time before she overpowered me. He aimed the gun at the witch but it only clicked, the click drew her attention and she concentrated her pain on Bryan. He sank to the floor on his knees and I looked directly at her. “Ek brenna efri sál blár logi,” I shouted in my mind and the green flames in my hands burned a bright blue. I kept saying the words until the blue flames covered me and then disappeared as she started screaming as

Damien POV: The moon cast a soft luminescence through the windows of my chamber as night enveloped the estate in its mysterious embrace. I found myself alone with Lily, the air thick with anticipation. She moved with deliberate sensuality, each step a tantalizing dance as she slowly shed her clothes, revealing her body to me with a sultry gaze. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, and her lips curved in a seductive smile. Lily approached me, her hips swaying gently, her fingers trailing down her supple stomach. With a boldness that ignited a spark within me, she reached between her legs, teasing and inviting. Her breath quickened, and her chest rose and fell with the rhythm of her desire.

Avery looked up, startled for a moment before her face softened with a smile of her own. “Just a little more,” she admitted. “I was going through the Book of Hestia, trying to understand more about the connection between fire and healing.” I stepped behind her and placed my hands on her shoulders, beginning to knead the tension out of them. “You’ve done enough for today, love. You should rest.” She hummed softly, leaning into my touch. “I will… soon. There’s just so much to learn.” As I continued to massage her shoulders, I noticed her doodling something familiar on the corner of her book. A swirling blue flame. “What’s that?” I asked, curious.

"Isn't it great? You can enjoy the night in a place with a much wider range." "I heard from the staff that there are usually a lot of tents here. Many visitors camp out just to see the Milky Way in person. But I haven't seen many other visitors coming. Maybe it's not vacation season yet, I don't know. But it seems quite exciting to gaze at the sky in a place that is much wider than usual. Like what you just said." "Sounds like fun." Bryan cleared his throat briefly. "When was your last day there?" "Um... Thursday night. Last shoot is at four in the afternoon, if I'm reading the schedule Karen gave me right."

ELENA’S POV “Let him live.” ” I said, my voice sounded firm. “Just burn everything else to the ground.” Xander’s lips curved into a dark smile. “You heard her,” he said, releasing Trent’s collar and letting him crumple back to the ground. “Burn it all.” Within moments, fire began flaming up the sides of Finnveil’s estate, the same halls I had once wandered with tears streaming down my face now consumed in flame. Servants and warriors fled into the night, abandoning the pack entirely rather than face an Alpha as powerful and furious as Xander.

He lies, promises fake futures, and when he gets bored, he throws them away. Lisa doesn’t see it. And why would she? She looks at the world like it’s not out to get her. She could make any man fall for her, especially someone pathetic enough to rely on flattery like Brooke. But he isn’t getting near her. Not when I’m in the picture. If I can’t have her, no one will. Call me a selfish bastard, I don’t care. I wear that title like a crown. Then came the moment I could get the reason to fire her. She stared at me with fire in her eyes. Not fear. Not submission. Fire.

Fireflies drifted lazily near the porch, their glow catching on the whisper-wards etched into the doorframe. Inside, the air was cool and scented with rosemary and night-blooming herbs. Jars lined the shelves—powders, petals, bones, oils—each arranged with ritual precision. The hearth sat cold, waiting. Selene struck flint to tinder. Flames climbed eagerly, filling the small home with golden light. Rowan crouched beside the fire without being asked. He added wood until it roared, heat rolling through the cottage in waves. The glow gilded the rugged lines of his body, turning his tattoos to molten gold and casting long shadows across the floor.