Novel & Cerita The Burning House Book

"I’ll be right back, Aria. Just hold on." As I stepped into the hallway, a surreal scene unfolded before me. The air was thick with tension, and a distant, rhythmic crackling reached my ears. Following the sound, I turned the corner and gasped. Fire crawled along the edges of the room, devouring everything in its path. Flames danced with malevolent grace, casting eerie shadows on the walls. The realization hit me like a punch to the gut – the house had been drenched in gasoline. "Timothy!" I shouted, my voice tinged with urgency. "The house is on fire! We need to go, now!"

Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions Several things happen all at once. A torrent of yells and exclamations come from the other side of the house, the flames flare to a bright white, and a band of energy envelopes my waist pulling me and everyone around me back away from the burning house. I’m set on my feet, while Jason lands on his ass next to me along with every other wolf that was near us. The witches still stand their posts in the magical perimeter around the house, only this time there is an addition and she is scary as sh*t. “Juliette?” Jason breathes.

Glass flew everywhere and the two of the guards came to cover me. “Mrs Sokolov—” I didn’t listen to them as I turned left to circle the house. The panic qas rising in my chest with each passing second, the thought of not seeing those green eyes. Not feeling his gentle hands. Not listening to his soft murmurs as he made love to me was making my eyes burn far more than the smoke engulfing me. “The house is burning through,” one of them yelled. “If he’s inside, there’s no time to wait for the backup and firefighters.”

if she wants to survive in his house. My house. Our house? Later, Aria curls up on the couch, Theo pressed to her side with a book in his hands. He’s reading aloud, and she’s correcting his pronunciation gently, her voice all patience and praise. I stand in the doorway and watch them like some kind of idiot. And for the first time in a long time, I don’t feel like I’m chasing anything. I feel like I’m home.

Yes, I love him, and I still do, but this is something I should do, for him, for his company, and also for myself. I am just thankful enough they haven’t figured out where I live yet. I enter the building and go straight to the elevator, then to my apartment. My hand is trembling as I tap my key card, it is nighttime when I enter my house. I don’t turn on the lights, and the only thing that’s giving me illumination is the night lights reflected to my window. I didn’t have time to scan my house, I just went straight to my room. And I take out my red luggage from under the bed and begin packing my clothes.

Get the internship connection, put in my time, then get back to my real life. Easy. *********************** The house was huge. Mom had moved since I'd left for school—traded our comfortable family home for this ridiculous mansion in the nice part of Brooklyn. The driver who'd picked me up (because of course she'd sent an actual driver) pulled up in the circular driveway, and I grabbed my bag before he could get the door for me. "Thanks. I've got it." Mom was already at the front door, practically bouncing. She looked good, younger somehow, like she'd shaved off five years in the past few months. Her hair was different. Wore a Designer dress and her smile was so bright it made me wonder if D

He has to get to his child. We can push the door open far enough for me to slip into the opening. It is handy to be small sometimes. I enter the room, seeing the cause of the obstruction is a bookshelf. It must have tipped and lodged itself against the door during the earthquake. I tip the bookshelf back against the wall, letting Brixtius have access to the room. A room with furniture strewn all over the place. "Eurydice!" I yell out, hearing her cries from under a fallen dresser. Brixtius moves with speed and lifts the wooden furniture like it weighs nothing.

She said in a low tone. "Nonsense miss, the Young family has always treated me and the other house helps as there own, you will love it here", Mr Li assured her as he pulled the luggage out of the car. " Let's go miss", Li said as he dragged the luggage to the house. Joy gave out a big sigh and followed Li. As they entered the house, they saw numerous househelps were waiting to welcome them. "Welcome miss", they said in Union. " We were waiting for you, we got everything ready just for you", said Shu, the manager of the house as well as Taylor's cousin as she smiled and hugged Joy.

That was the main reason we'd surrounded the house with the holy book. While Quinn watched, I closed my eyes and began muttering the words in the infernal language. As I muttered the words, the fire began. It started by lighting all of the Bibles, gradually, it began to spread around the house. Soon, the loud ear-piercing screams and bellows from Colton and Victoria resounded in my ear, almost bringing in satisfaction but it wasn't what I needed. I continued muttering the words, adding verbal commands to banish them to hell.

He was so immersed in reading the book and he didn’t know when he fell asleep. He took his phone on the bed side table and saw a message from Almothean asking him for a dinner. Blaine also felt hungry so he get off the bed and change his clothes before leaving in his room. Almothean said that he is in the kitchen so Blaine made his way there. It is dark again as usual so he decided to turn on his flashlight when he notice something odd at the wall.