Tear Of Fire Novels & Stories

Her eyes were already filled with tears, each burning drop slowly rolled down her cheek, then shattered into hundreds of thousands of tiny pieces. In her eyes gradually burned a kind of emotion, like lava, burning to the extreme. It was like a pan of oil that was boiling hot. Her tears gradually stopped falling, not flying down. Now, only a patch of fog remained where the waves of the eyes glittered. There was a fierce determination in Oralie's eyes.

- she asked. - That same evening, I blocked the door to the room in which our guardians were sleeping. Then I started a fire, which was easy thanks to that old furnace that was heating the whole building.- Hyun Sik said, something like madness flickering through his eyes.- I woke the other kids and took all of them from the orphanage before it burned down. The neighbors called the fire brigade, but by the time they arrived most of the building had burned down and the guardians in it, trapped in the room.- at these words he smiled widely, which scared Soo Min a little. Yes, those women behaved unforgivably, but they should be judged by the court, not murdered in this way.

"Now. Close your eyes. Feel the Tear." I did. It was there. Always there. A massive presence in the back of my mind. "Don't fight it," Thea instructed. "Just observe. What does it feel like?" "Cold. Heavy. Like... like drowning in a frozen ocean." "Good. That's your perception of it. The Tear isn't actually cold—you're making it cold because you fear it. Now. Try to feel it differently. What if it wasn't an ocean? What if it was something you could use?"

But it's not sweat—it's blood, seeping from my pores as the fire consumes me from within. Then the tearing begins. My skin splits open—arms first, long jagged tears that run from shoulder to wrist. Then my stomach, my legs, everywhere at once. It's like invisible knives are filleting me alive, peeling back layers of skin and muscle to expose what's underneath. I scream until my throat goes raw. Until I taste copper. Until no sound comes out at all. "Soon, you'll be with me, my love." Ava's voice drifts down from somewhere above me.

"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? I could tell that he was on the verge of tears. I nodded at once, agreeing to his request. "Same goes for you. It's our promise." I reached out to wipe his tears away. Then, I stared into his eyes and said, "This is the last time we get to see each other. I'm going to fulfill your last wish now." While speaking, I started to take off my clothes. I was going to give myself to him. However, Austin stopped me. I looked at him in confusion, staring into his eyes that were just as red as mine.

“Then she can't either.” Her finger trembled on the trigger. “You are mine.” Her eyes were wild. “Only mine.” Louis slowly stood up. “Give me the gun.” His voice carried a quiet threat. Siana laughed weakly. “I love you so much.” Her eyes looked empty. “And you don't care at all. Her breathing became uneven. “Fine.” She smiled strangely. “Then I will take you with me.” Her finger started pulling the trigger. “I can't live without you.” Tears streamed down her face.

"Tristan, can you give me another chance? I made a mistake. I really did! "I really don't want to lose you because of that jerk. If you give me another chance, I promise I'll make it up to you in the future." I sighed and looked at her. "There are some things that can never return to the way they were. If a simple apology could solve the problem, there wouldn't be so many tragedies in the world." I closed the door without hesitation. No matter how much Callista banged on it, I did not open it again. After half an hour, the sound of Callista's voice outside finally died down, and I received a message from her, saying, "I'll make it up to you for what happened with Jeffrey!"

I barely recognized the girl staring back at me in the black screen. Scars ran down my face, souvenirs from the day I ran into the fire to save the photo Axel and Gloria left behind. None of it mattered anymore. Leaving him was the only thing that did.

Even better that she’s feeling the isolation. Her gaze finds the fire and her lips part, her face drains of blood. Everyone was silent waiting for what she’ll do. She falls to her knees, her hand reaching for the already burnt instrument in the fire. She couldn’t speak as tears fell from her eyes The orange glow from the bonfire reflects on her cheek for everyone to see the tears streaming down her face. Everyone watched waiting for what I’ll do. She looked broken, and it’s like I’m watching her heart shatter into a thousand and one pieces. It’s like I’ve wounded her in a way that even her abusers haven’t. This is the kind of shit one never forgets or comes back from.

Tears are just an indication that I'm in pain. "Raven, you don't have to do things like that! It's your whole life that we are talking about. This is not a joke, and—my gosh—you made it for eight years?" Beri wrapped her mouth with her hands, because she really can't believe the struggles I have been through. "Who was that?" Suddenly Neri asked. I quickly looked at the direction of her eyes, and there I saw a sexy and sophisticated lady talking to Zeb's dad.