To Whatever End Fireheart Novels & Stories

he whispers in my ear. "I love you too," I might've had a rough time getting to where I am now but I wouldn't change it for the world. THE END

"Remember what happened at the bonfire? We were one step away from getting suspended." "I know," Evan replied. "But let me ask you something." "What?" "What if Finn slept with your sister and used her? What would you do?" I opened my mouth to answer but nothing came out. He nodded. "Yeah. That's what I thought." He stood and slung his bag over his shoulder. "Besides, Cap, I'm not the one you should be worried about. Finn's definitely planning something after I beat his ass." I sighed. That was exactly how these things always started.

I leaned it into his arms, knowing there was nothing that would ever come between us again. THE END

And there is nothing in this world left for me to live for. I pull all of my hatred into my fire, I pull every ounce of my father’s Alpha aura that I inherited into my body and then I send a blast of fire and fury so strong that it lights up the sky around me and sends dragons tumbling through the sky. The royals on the ground and others nearby scream as they burn alive in my fire. I watch as Faeler falls from Kenzo’s back, landing on the ground near the other scorched royals. I send a blast of fire at him, watching him burn alive. I ignore Kenzo’s scream of pain. I can’t save him now.

My heart had turned to stone, yet the shimmer in my eyes was not for him—it was for the cruel fate I could not escape. "You still have plenty of chances to have children," I said, my voice steady. "But I… I will never be able to conceive again." Lucas stood frozen, my words sinking in, each one cutting deeper than the last. "Listen carefully, Lucas." I met his gaze. "Unless the dead can return to life, I will never—never—have anything to do with you again." With that, I shoved him aside and slammed the door. No matter how desperately he shouted my name outside, I refused to let him in.

He once said that one day, we would look back and reminisce on all these photos when we were old. Those were our happy, beautiful memories. "No! Please don’t burn them!" I desperately tried to stop him, crying and begging. My eyes filled with bloodied tears. But William still emptied the photos into the fire. As the flames swallowed them, my body became even more transparent. It was almost completely invisible. I was about to disappear. 'Goodbye, William.' "Whitney, the biggest regret of my life was falling in love with you. I will forget you completely, forever."

She was beaming, her eyes full of dreams for the future. "Let's have a destination wedding, alright? We'll get married in Southpoint, then have another ceremony in Eastwind. I heard the Lumians are very romantic, too… What about having another ceremony in the Lumian capital of Lumiere? I want to wear lots and lots of beautiful wedding dresses and take all kinds of wedding photos, fill up a whole wall with them…" Zach just looked at her, his eyes emotionless. "Annie's dead."

He set the untouched drink aside and reached for his coat. Fire had rules. Fire did not look back. Fire did not involve itself in accidents or strangers. But tonight, Fire had collided with something cold. And for reasons he couldn’t yet explain, Alexander Steele knew this was not just an incident. It was the beginning of something dangerous.

With the little sounds I could hear, there was a battle of bullet exchange not too far from us. I couldn’t stand for long on my two feet and Hunter noticed as he gripped me against his chest and began yelling. “ HELP! SHIT… HELP!!!” Slowly I was losing consciousness as I fought to stay awake. Before everything became black the last thing I heard was. “ Iris please don’t leave me” Or …. I’m not so sure. So I guess that’s how it ends?

and for a last selfish wish I prayed for peacefulness of mind before the end struck. Opening my eyes wide, I saw nothing but fire. This was nonsense, nothing I'll ever come up with is going to save this night. Savoring the rich sip of fluid fire that was now devouring me all trough and trough, I started to understand the point it was making; it was not going to stop. Never.