We Loved Like Fire, And Burned To Ash Novels & Stories

One cruel message from Jace lit up the screen: “We’re done. I can’t be with you when you’re like this anymore.” His words cut deeper than the cold. My fingers shook as I gazed at the illuminated text. The girl I’d been — the one who laughed, who believed — felt buried under layers of shame and doubt. The rain blurred the surroundings, but I could feel the needles that stung my flesh with each sharp raindrop.

I closed my eyes in despair, turning to burrow my face in the pillow silently. First Delilah, then Dakota. So, they wanted to maintain the facade of a clean and unstained future and continue pretending to be a perfect family? Fine. I vowed that I would personally send them to the depths of hell myself.

"You knew this would happen! You did it on purpose!" I blinked at her innocently. "What do you mean? How could I have done anything on purpose? I can't decide your scores like some God. I didn't hold a gun to your head and tell you to never write on the paper. "If you ask me, I thought you guys are really like those romcom couples. It's quite romantic for a couple to get similar scores, don't you think?" I was grinning like a cunning devil whose plans had finally come to fruition. "You can always repeat the year."

The fire that once nearly consumed us now lit the way forward. Our story continued, rich and full. The infinite desire burned on. Broken no more. Burning forever. Together. Always.

Garren chuckled. We left the camp and headed towards our destination. Only three more days and we would be there. During our trek, I had finally learned what the Everlasting fire mark was. It was like a bond similar to what my parents had. But this was more potent. It made us more than soul mates. Unlike the mate bond, though, the farther apart we were, the more chaos it brought to the world. The more we fought it, the more it pulled us together until we were mad with lust for one another. But, in a sadistic way, I found relief in it. Found it satisfying to know I wouldn't be the only one going crazy.

That memory twisted something deep inside his chest. "I’m sorry, June," he murmured aloud, barely audible over the soft pop of the dying fire. He slid the folder out, his fingers tightening on the edges as if reluctant to let it leave his possession. "I wish I could stop now… but it’s beyond me. I can’t undo this without destroying us both."

My throat felt raw, and when I tried to speak up for myself, all that came out was a harsh cough. Brianna rushed in, crying her eyes out. She practically threw herself into Caleb's arms. "I just had another nightmare, Cay. I dreamed I was burning alive in the fire. I'm so scared…" Caleb's face, which had just started to soften, tightened again as soon as he heard her.

I rushed forward, trying desperately to stomp out the fire. But I was already dead. There was nothing I could do. I watched in despair as my three daughters were dragged into death by Ken's madness. Ken sat quietly on the floor, staring at the photo of us on his phone. The fire crept up their bodies. Pain twisted Bianca's face, and the girls' expressions were filled with agony. Ken kept smiling the whole time. The flames grew higher and higher. The three girls lost consciousness first. Soon, only Bianca and Ken were left awake.

City A, 15 years ago, in a dilapidated house, the firelight was slowly spearing to every corner. The fire made a crackling, crackling, ticking sound that echoed in the stillness of the night. Suddenly, the fire flared up violently. It engulfed everything it passed through. In that deadly fire, the image of a rose playing in the sea of ​​​​fire slowly appeared. It shone extremely brightly and then began to fade to ashes. That rose was like his heart. Since that day, his heart had died, left only the animosity.

Dylan pushes against him until they’re sitting up instead of laying down. Shifts and shoves until Andre is where he wants him, straddling his lap easily and pressing their foreheads together. “ You're perfect. Baby, please listen to me, everything was perfect. I was so turned on… you have no idea. Flawless . I couldn’t imagine anything better.” but Andre isn’t relenting. He hugs Dylan around the middle groaning in his shoulder, "It shouldn’t have been here… where we had to be extra quiet. fuck . baby” Andre kisses him softly.