Synonym Burned Novels & Stories

Bad things happen to good people. That's what Luna Sharon found out the painful way. Falsely accused of a crime she didn’t commit, scorned by her Alpha,betrayed by her own pack and sentenced without mercy, Sharon was tortured and burned alive under the cold gaze of the moon. But when her cries of innocence reach the Moon Goddess she is given a second chance, at a huge cost, but she is willing to pay it. With a new face,new name and old desire for vengance, Sharon will make sure those who wronged her will go down as she did, in a prye of tears and blood.

After giving birth to four children and nearly being burned to death, Araceli Chancey escaped the fire and survived. After that, her destiny was completely changed. She lived abroad for five years with her two children and became a software specialist. Five years later, she returns to her matriarchal pack, Eclipse, to cure her daughter's autism. As she expected, the odds were stacked against her, but she was never daunted. Strong as ever and fighting for her destiny, she meets by chance with Lycan King, Raphael Lancaster. Wait... What's going on? It was as if her daughter could sense some connection with Raphael... Araceli is puzzled, searching for the truth in the fog.

She married him for safety. He married her for strategy. Neither expected obsession. Valeria Torres is a woman with no past-because she buried it. But when her fake identity lands her in the arms of Dante Romano, billionaire mafia heir and the man everyone fears, the game changes. He offers her a deal: a two-year marriage to clean up his image and silence his enemies. She agrees-until the ghosts she ran from reappear and force her back into the life she burned to escape. Now, she has to outwit killers, deceive her husband, and survive the one thing she never planned for-falling for him.

When the Earth slipped into a relentless, record-breaking heat, I exhausted everything I had to develop a constant-temperature shelter. Yet, my fiancée, Janine O’Connor, insisted on wearing a bikini and going out to sunbathe with her personal secretary. In my previous life, I stopped her. I warned her that an apocalyptic heatwave was coming, and that countless people would be burned to death simply by being exposed to the heat. However, her personal secretary looked as though he had suffered a great injustice. “I’m sorry, Will,” he said. “But I can’t bear to see Miss Janine stuck in a shelter for the rest of her life. I’ve done my research. This is a period of natural selection for the Earth. Only by adapting quickly to the environment can people truly survive.” Even so, I threatened my own life and forcibly brought Janine back into the shelter. Relying on the shelter I built, Janine survived the apocalypse and rapidly built a survivor base. However, on the second day after she became the base’s leader, she had me hanged outside the shelter and burned alive. “If you hadn’t forced me to come back, Mark wouldn’t have been devastated and killed himself in the heat! He was about to develop a new type of shelter, yet you stole all the credit! I’ll make you pay with your life!” Even after my death, her hatred didn’t fade. She ordered someone to skin me and turn my hide into a rug, stepping on it every day. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day I tried to stop her from sunbathing with Mark Davis.

They call him the cursed, the devil may cry, the cinders touch. A monster cursed by the Moon Goddess herself, whose touch reduces flesh to cinders. For a century, he’s ruled his shadowed kingdom alone, a king carved from death and darkness. And now, I’ve been thrown to him. A sacrifice. I should have trembled when his cursed hand wrapped around my throat. I should have burned like all the others who dared touch him. Instead, I met his darkness with fire of my own. And when his skin seared against mine, I didn’t turn to ash. I lived.

From the moment he had a sweet taste of Angel, the pure light to his unending darkness, he knew that he had to have her for himself. Rules be damned. *** Hell bowed to him and even devils cowered at his name. He was born in blood and crime, raised to lead Las Vegas' most ruthless mafia and with an iron-fist, he ruled. Yet, all it took to draw a consuming obsession from Christian De Novo was a delicious one night stand with a mysterious woman. Delicate and sweet, Angel Winchester was clueless to the world of crime and danger. However, all that is burned to ashes when a one night affair leads to a forced marriage between herself and a devilishly handsome monster.

Whenever the Alpha's little sister suffered an episode, my Luna ceremony would end in disaster. On the first attempt, my wine was laced with honey, and I ended up having a stroke from an allergic reaction, with the entire pack laughing at me. On the second attempt, I was stabbed three times in the stomach, rendering me infertile. On the third attempt, a lunatic rogue wolf barged in and crushed every bone in my finger, cutting short my pianist career right then. Whenever I tried to express grief, Yohan Schmidt would always take Eva Brown's side. "She suffered mental regression to save me. Be the bigger person and don't hold it against her." "Next time—the next ceremony will be perfect, I promise." He made that promise 99 times over three years, and on the 100th attempt, Eva gave up on all pretense and set the wedding hall on fire. I was burned to a crisp and had to heal for a month. Through it all, Yohan nursed me and fed me a ton of medicine… until I overheard him talking to Andy King, the shaman. "You're truly ruthless, Alpha. She was thoroughly burned because she was trying to save you, but you're feeding her a suppressant that stifles her regeneration. Over time, she will succumb to her injuries!" Yohan shrugged nonchalantly. "I just can't stand her bullying Eva. Eva saved my life—so what if Yvie Stark pays for it with my life?" Tears rolled down my cheeks in silence. So even his warmth and tenderness was nothing more than cold deception. In that case, I should just leave.

Abandoned as a newborn on the edge of rogue territory, the female lead never knew a mother’s touch or a father's protection. She was raised among outcasts—rogues feared and despised by the werewolf packs. Though life was brutal, it was all she knew. Despite their coldness, she learned to survive, hunting like a shadow and fighting with a ferocity that belied her soft features. But one truth haunted her every breath: at nineteen, she still hadn’t shifted. No wolf. No bond. No howl. To the rogues, she became an oddity. An embarrassment. A burden. Whispers turned into suspicion. Some claimed she was cursed. Others swore she was human. But her instincts screamed otherwise—especially under a full moon, when her body trembled and her veins burned with an unknown power. Everything unraveled when a visiting beta from a powerful pack, known for his cruelty, sensed a faint bond and tried to claim her. When she rejected him publicly, his pride cracked. In revenge, he spun a web of lies, calling her a witch, a traitor, a danger to everyone around her. Without a trial, the rogues chose exile. But they didn’t stop there. To appease the packs and protect their own hides, they sold her. Chained like an animal and dragged into the world beyond the rogue borders, she was labeled a slave, her identity erased. She was passed from master to master; beaten, starved, and silenced. Yet something inside her refused to break. With every insult, every chain, her soul burned hotter. Stronger. And then, one night, in the deepest hour of despair, her wolf howled. The world will regret what it did to her. Because she is no mere rogue… She is the Luna fate forgot and the one destiny has been waiting for.

Helena burned. She burned with the flames of rage. In the fire her mate set to her body. With the power she possessed. She burned with the need for revenge and when she finds herself reborn a year before her gruesome death, she is going to get that revenge. Helena had once been an ignorant, simple girl, too in love with being loved to notice the monster she had given herself to. Love from anyone, was an oasis in the desert of a world that saw her as a mistake, because she did not have a wolf form and it made her blind. Love corrupted her mind, making her the perfect pawn in Rigel's game, and she was discarded when she had outlived her usefulness. She was back, now, with the taste of ashes on her tongue. And with her magic, that she had once treated like a disease, as her closest companion, she was going to make Rigel pay. Things rarely go according to plans and Helena learns that the hard way as her road to destroying the man who had hurt her, grows longer and more difficult. The appearance of a man who claims to be her mate, destroys the timeline she was coming from, leaving her confused and feeling vulnerable. Orion is a powerful alpha with a mighty and ruthless pack that she needs to attack Rigel before he grows too powerful, so the decision to be with him makes itself for her. The impossible slowly becomes possible with Orion by her side to serve as a voice of reason and Helena learns how to love someone who cares about her and sees her worth. Alliances are made, friendships are created and relationships are strengthened as Helena's quest for revenge slowly becomes one of discovery and love.

He slammed into her, harder, deeper, each thrust stealing her breath. “You’re mine tonight,” he growled, voice rough with need. She trembled beneath him, gasping, “Please… don’t stop. I need you harder.” His hands gripped her waist, pulling her closer. One night fueled by hunger and surrender where every whispered command and aching plea pulled them deeper into a dangerous game of craving, control, and obsession… and every touch burned hotter than the last. ️ This story contains explicit, intense sexual scenes, raw passion, and dark romance. Strictly 18+. Read at your own risk.