Suri Burn Book Novels & Stories

They all knew me as the former Luna, the one who had been rejected by their Alpha. The memories of that painful time flooded back into me, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness in my heart. But I quickly pushed those thoughts aside. I was here for a reason, and dwelling on the past wouldn't help me in the present. After a thorough examination, Dr. Oliver determined that the burn wasn't serious and prescribed some ointment to help it heal. "You'll be fine, Selena. Just make sure to keep that hand clean and dry," he said with a smile.

When she died, Sumar had ripped free, violently seeking its new bearer and leaving a path of fiery destruction in its wake. That night, Sol and I had both fallen asleep in her bedroom after a night filled gorging ourselves on snacks and movies. The savage approach of Sumar had torn into both of us, leaving us writhing and screaming as the heat scorched our insides. Our parents, siblings and everyone who’d attempted to care for us could only watch in horror and grief as we’d suffered. The house had nearly burned down and any attempt to touch us left their skin horribly burned and blistered. Water, no matter how cold or even frozen, boiled on contact, causing even more pain. It was only our fa

⸻ Almost deliberately. ⸻ Then a single object emerged. ⸻ Not a weapon. ⸻ Not a creature. ⸻ Not a god. ⸻ A book. 📖 ⸻ A simple book. ⸻ Floating in the air. ⸻ Burned. ⸻ Damaged. ⸻ Ancient. ⸻ Its pages were torn. ⸻ Its cover almost destroyed. ⸻ Yet one title remained visible. ⸻

The scars were fading but the memories didn't. The scar reminded me that I was a survivor of second-degree burns. The worst thing was that I couldn't remember what started the fire or how I got to the scene. I stared at my reflection for a while before walking out of the bathroom. I walked to my closet and grabbed a shirt. I wore the shirt and left my room down to my grand stairs into my study room. My study room was the only place in my house that kept me sane. I grabbed a book titled nightmares from the wooden shelf that was inside the study room. I sat on the brown leather couch and opened the book to read. Soon, my nose was buried into the book.

The walls shook, the ground rumbled, and rocks clattered everywhere around me. I placed my hands on my face, rubbing my burning eyes before slowly bringing them open. When my vision finally returned, I found the book surrounded with one of those circles with stars in the middle you'd see in horror movies. The shape was on fire, sending smoke all over the place. The fucking book was going to burn down my home. I gritted my teeth, shaking my head. “Not today, Satan!" I quickly rose from the ground and ran to the book as I took off my jacket from around me. Then, I draped it over the burning ground and began stomping on it in a bid to put the fire out.

The concert's atmosphere grew more intense by the minute, with everyone's focus locked on the stage. It seemed like I was invisible, blending into the shadows of the concert. The dim lights gave me a false sense of bravery. I moved to the beat of the music, letting the rhythm guide my steps. She moved with a rhythm that made the air between us tremble, every motion sent a heat through me that I could not contain. I reached for her waist and pulled her close, the sudden rush of contact hit me like fire, every cell in me coming alive.

The woman protested in anger, her clear and calm mood walked out the door, the minute she was treated wrongfully. "But you are. You possess powers that killed my aunt when she gave birth to you, your kind is a bunch of traitors, cowards and so are you." That was when the beautiful, raging woman finally lost it and her hands flew up and out of nowhere, her cousin was on fire, blinding light and all that could be heard was screams...so many screams. Another Vision A little girl was playing with her sister and she accidentally caused a small burning mark to appear on her sister's hand, as her sister hissed in pain, their parents came out of the house and rushed to the back yard towards their da

If she had lost control of her consciousness and been completely controlled by Sara, the consequences would be unimaginable. The room was silent. Kisa lay still on the couch, too afraid to move, because she could see Sara leaning against the bathroom door observing her. Her hands were resting on either side of her body, and her right hand held the candlestick. The dripping wax from the burning candle was hot on the back of her hand and the webbing, but she held it with no reaction. Suddenly, the sparks from the burning wick of the candle fell onto the couch. The couch was covered in genuine fur, which was highly flammable. As soon as the sparks landed on the couch, several strands of fur cau

It has been eight year's since I felt this kind of ignition on my body and burning into the pit hole of fire called sex. With his, every kiss and touch my pussy became wetter and wetter soaking the black net panty that I was wearing. I was dying to feel him inside me hard and rough, my pussy was begging for his dick, begging him to claim me his forever. While kissing Ronin said "Aiyla babe if we don't stop I don't think I will be able to control myself" hearing him say that my eyes fluttered open and I looked at him with pure ecstasy and I could see same the fiery passion in his eyes for me.