The Fire Next Time Miniseries Novels & Stories

"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.

He sounded really pleased with himself. "Sign it, and get out of my sight!" The other employees were murmuring amongst themselves. "Oh my god! Is Mr. Hammond really going to fire Lucy? What do we tell Mr. Hammond Senior when he eventually comes back to work?" "Well, it's her fault for picking a fight with Mr. Hammond." "She got what she deserved!" Shermaine was grinning widely as she laughed aloud. She had a triumphant look on her face. "By the way, what's your real name, Lucy? You have to write your full name on the document. You can't sign it with the nickname that you use for work."

Her face had been marked with red flames, curling over her eyes, her mouth, until she looked like she was burning. Gasps echoed around the room. Damien’s men scrambled, searching for the source of the projection, but Grace couldn’t move. Her body was locked, her heart slamming against her ribs. Another image appeared. This time, it wasn’t Grace. It was Damien. A younger Damien, bloody and bruised, dragging himself out of a burning building. The warehouse fire. The message was clear. The past was coming back. And Marcus was writing Grace into the same flames. “Cut the power!” Damien roared. Within seconds, the projection died, plunging the room into darkness again.

“Because of you.” The storm was over—for now. But Evelynn knew Cassian’s words were not an empty threat. The fire had chosen her. And though tonight she had mastered it, tomorrow might demand a greater price. For the first time, though, she wasn’t afraid of that truth. She had Aiden. She had Rowan. And she had the fire. Whatever came next—she would not face it alone.

She had no idea how savage the Colombians could be. Of course, she was going to screw it up. Because she was a plant from a rival family. I’d found that out by accident while I was on the run in my past life. It explained why she’d deliberately provoked the Colombians. And now, Henry was walking right into her trap, completely clueless. “Is that so? Well, I wish you both the best,” I said with a slight smile. The meeting was in three days, right before Christmas. Once she pissed off the Colombians, the war would start. The end of the Corleone family was just days away.

Something was wrong, and he didn't know what it was. “Can you tell me what's going on? Why don't you let me sleep?" “Something's wrong. I feel the fire inside my heart burn brighter.” – Zog answers, in his head. "I also feel some strangeness, but it must be because of the noise these mutts make." “I don't think that's it. I think our fireheart is close” – Zog replies. "That's impossible. The only shedragons here, are Hanna, Nymphe and Iposa, and none of them is certainly our fireheart” – Lucifron says, without any emotion.

he hissed, bending his head closer. "Wrong move," I growled, shooting my hand up to grasp his wrist, channeling intense heat into his bones. "Now!" I yelled at my dad as I dropped the walls, forcing the last of my fire's reserves into the man's bloodstream. I let my own power surge into him at the same time, stealing what remained of his life while the fire literally cooked him from the inside.

It's not even bright outside. He walks into the club, more like bounce. He gets into the club and a few minutes later people start to run out of the building including the man, He walks out of the building. Now I understand, he didn't run out cause he already knows what is about to happen. He looks up at the cctv for a second before leaving the scene, a few seconds later, the building goes up in Flames. Rage builds in my blood at the sight. This is one stupid stunt and when I get my hands on the people responsible for this, they would wish they never had cross me. "The same thing happened in the second video" Tiana mentions as she turns the screen over to her front and types fasts on the key

I really didn't like late comers ,so if she going do that I will fire her ass the moment she gets through that damn door "Relax McKenzie ,its not even time yet..There is still about ten minutes left but then she is here I asked her to grab a coffee for you ,black just the way you like it " He scoffed and I just smiled ,yeah I really need that black coffee now ,its always gave that energy all the time.

The smoke and fire reached into the sky, stretching long, red fingers toward the scorching sun before falling back to the building with a sigh of relief. I stared in horror, the data was gone. The data that would prove Alessio was innocent had just exploded in a ball of flame and smoke. I leaned back against the seat, unable to tear my eyes away from the building and the fire. Whoever that man was had saved our lives. We would have gone up in flames along with him and the rest of the data. A spark of realization hit me and I whispered the truth.