The Fire Inside Book Novels & Stories

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.

The heat flared under my skin, like the child was responding to my fear. Then I saw it. A shadow, long, thin, almost human, crawling across the wall of my room, even though there was no light to cast it. And just as I opened my mouth to scream, I heard a soft, feminine whisper: “The fire doesn’t belong to you. It never did.” The shadow darted toward me, and I felt it reach for the fire inside my belly. The shadow’s clawed fingers reached for my stomach, and I barely had time to scream before the fire inside me surged.

Joanne’s POV The burning in my chest spread like wildfire, searing through every vein until I couldn’t tell where the pain ended and I began. The room spun in violent circles; the world narrowed to choking smoke, black edges closing in. I tried to pull myself out of the fire and the rubble it created in its path, but I knocked into something that halted me. I barely managed to glance up in time to see the bookshelf sway, a hulking shadow tilting forward, ready to crush me.

Fire said and the tone he used told me that he meant every word. We walked until we came to Heremuah’s room. Fire used stealth and tiptoeing because he didn't want anyone to know where he was going. What we were sure about was that the two were still inside the cave because they couldn't risk being seen outside. I started looking through all the rooms and I found them in the study room. This should have been the first room I had checked because Kang loved books and libraries because he said that there was a serenity to be found in books that nothing else in life could give.

Never-the-less, Oliver took a deep, steadying breath and imag- ined exactly what he wanted the flames to do. For him, in this moment, time seemed to slow infinitesimally as the fire began to build and grow to encompass his body completely. With a strength of will, he pushed them from his skin and the flames swirled around him as if they intended to create a wall of destruction about their master. The raging fires convulsed and grew, sucking in the flames from the dorms through broken windows like a monster devouring its prey. Faster and faster, the wall of fire swirled and built until finally

She needs safety. She was still sitting there, holding her purse, breathing slower now but her eyes…. They weren’t scared anymore. There was fire in them. Fire strong enough to burn me alive. And maybe this time… I won’t fight it.

Before my eyes, my memories—moments with Lucas, our seaside home, our love—were being gathered in his palm like burning spheres of fire. As a final attempt, I detonated the “super-simulation” code within me. Flames burst through the gaps between the Original Father’s fingers. The entire lab shook violently. In that blinding white explosion, when I opened my eyes again, I was no longer in the metallic city. I stood in an endless library—filled with billions of bookshelves. Every book was titled “Sophia.” I opened one book—it was the story of my life. I opened another—it described my death.

Look at what happened……. One faithless evening, as Michelle had navigated the weather and the possible outcome of it. She knew it would rain in a short period so, she left for Bruno’s house claiming that they had things to discuss concerning business. Bruno was alone the house as she entered. She dressed all sexy, the gown she wore was as light as air and it had a lining that when slightly followed or looked at, the upper part of the laps becomes too daring. When she stepped in, Bruno’s mouth was wide open, he wondered what manner of dressing that was and the instinct behind it. He was acting like if he was given a taste of what he was looking at, he wouldn’t take but we all know their story

Alice snapped Kingston roll his eyes and walked away from her sight “You really won’t say anything about It?” Alice asked Kingston didn’t say a word “Fine,,goodbye” Alice said and turned back She walked away Kingston fold his fists angrily,,his hands which was placed on the table started bringing out some flames of fire,,his eyes and hair turning red. The table was almost catching fire when the door opened again and Alice c@m£ in “I c@m£ to take my book,,,,” she st©pped when she saw Kingston and her eyes wi-de-ned

I bet you my life that prince Cornelius can't handle me. He grabs my handcuffs and begins to drag me up the stairs as Vincent follows with Tommy, not taking his eyes off Jason until the trap door is shut. They push the front desk over the trap door, like the sick people they are, ensuring that Jason has no way of following us any time soon. "So this was your dumbass plan, it's never gonna work you know.'' As they lead us down the dark alleyway in the direction of the pub. " is that so honey, as I recall it you're the one in handcuffs and don't even bother with your powers, the handcuffs cut off your energy so they won't work." I try just for good measure but the handcuffs don't allow any fir