The Fire Cat Book Novels & Stories

"I brought something that might help." She held out a book. Old leather binding, pages yellowed with age. "Found it in Doc's collection. It's about moonfire wolves. Your kind." I took it carefully. The title was in a language I didn't recognize. "Can you read it?" I asked. "Some. Doc's helping with translations." She flipped to a marked page. "Look at this." There was a drawing. A wolf surrounded by flames. And beneath it, text Luna had translated in the margins.

The flames wrapped around his fur. For one horrible second, I thought he was dying. But then. His fur glowed. Silver. Bright. Like moonlight. The fire bent around him. It did not eat him. It feared him. Lucian roared and charged. He slammed into the fire creature with all his strength. Boom. The ground cracked. Dust flew. Heat burst outward. The fire spirit staggered. It screamed. Not in anger. In shock. “How,” it hissed. “He is my mate,” I whispered. “And he is stronger than you.”

Making us vanish into nothingness. I need to react fast. This is bad, really bad. If she can catch on fire, she can do some real damage to my members. "Return to the pack ground, now," I commanded by the mental bond, and some of them were hesitant, but they obeyed. A few moments later, we ended up alone: the little red wolf, me, and the only woman I would take a silver bullet for. But Bardo, the Water Wizard, stood close by, ready to extinguish the fire.

that no matter what he looked like I would end him. “ What have we here?A prize I will enjoy playing with before I rip you to shreds.” He said in a deep raspy voice. His face was scarred yet handsome and he looked menacing. He looked to be an older cat who had fought a few battles in his time. I smiled letting the electric currents from the air wrap around my hands and feeling my eyes change to electric blue. “ I am your end Kitty cat.” I said in a calm voice. Inside my rage was boiling but I needed to be quick in order to help Selwyn if need be. The need to protect my mate was very strong. I released the electric balls of energy in my hands very quickly and watched the look of surprise on

My eyes fell on Massie, my cat, standing by the living room's door and staring up at me, her tail began to wag and I sighed, "I am playing with fire, aren't I?" "Meow," She said, totally agreeing. I walked forward and dropped down by her side. She inched closer to my lap and started to rub her head against my legs, "But it's okay," I added, justifying my actions, as I ran my fingers through her furry head, "I will be careful." One thing I seemed to forget at the moment is; when you play with fire, you're ought to get burned. And oh, I had no idea how bad my burn is going to be.

when she nodded he continued, “This book confirms it.” “That, never having a mate sounds like a bad thing instead of good,” she said with a displeased scowl. “It’s not. The purpose of a fire wolf is more than finding a mate. The goddess, knowing this, made them unmarkable at least to an extent.” he closed the book and opened the other one, having a brown hardcover back.

From the day i was born my mother always told me i was a fireball, but she never knew at the age of fifteen that i would become not only the first of our kind to attain the power of fire but the only of our kind that didn't shift into a lycan but instead some type of hybrid of a hellhound and a werewolf but also coming with the ability to manipulate fire. some called it a gift but to me it was a burden no matter where i went my entire life I've been one big ball that people just can't seem to understand, It also didn't help that i could care less to help them understand either.

Chapter 13 Set Fire and Burn by Ruth Nalio Angelica… Darkness surrounded me and the screaming of the wind filled my ears. The ground shook beneath my feet, cracking with each step I took. My flaming fingertips trailed along the walls of the building next to me, catching it on fire with ease. Inside, I was filled with more pain and anger than humanly possible. Terror woke me from my nightmare, and I sat up screaming. Looking down at myself, I jumped out of the bed as I realized I was on fire. “Fuck! No!” I shook my hands, as if I could shake out the fire.

"That's so fucking weird and scary, baby. Fuck, I'm so scared for you right now. I don't even fucking know what I can do to help out... What does he expect you to do though. He's not going to ask you to boil puppies, is he? Cos I know that man is into some dark shit" Kayla said as she curled up on the small sofa in Catherine's home. "I don't fucking know. I swear, I felt goosebumps whenever he opened his mouth to speak directly to me. He's so fucking hot though. It's crazy he has to be that way" Catherine said as she slid to the floor beside Kayla's chair.

If only she weren't— A rattle interrupted my endless train of thoughts. Wasn't I alone in here? Or maybe it was a rat or a cockroach. I decided not to pay attention to it. I was about to bring out my book when I heard the noise again. "Fucking pissing rodents..." I growled tossing my book aside. I got up from where I sat and headed toward the source of the noise. I just needed to chase the rat away so I could study in peace. I hated distractions.