Wild Fire Novel Novels & Stories

I closed my eyes and just absorbed the moment wanting to remember it. Suddenly the sounds of paws hitting the forest floor overwhelmed me. Then in a flash, the forest was ignited with flames. Everything glowed vibrant oranges and reds as heavy smoke smothered me from above. I threw myself to the ground, desperate for any trace of clean air. As I attempted to crawl out of the flowers, new sounds began to harmonize; screams, howls, and cries for help terrorized me.

Seraphina Fire. That was the only word for what consumed me. It was not the gentle warmth of a candle or hearth, but the raging inferno of a wildfire, burning through every cell in my body with merciless intensity. Dimitri's teeth were locked in my throat, mine in his, and I could feel our blood mingling, our wolves crashing together like thunder. The poison screamed as it died. I could actually feel it. The wolfsbane that had been killing me, eating away at my organs and shutting down my body, suddenly being attacked from two fronts.

she stuttered, her lips trembling. I slammed the door shut and threw the half-burnt cigarette on the ground before walking back to the car. Lucian threw the half-burnt cigarette he was holding on the cottage and stepped back, his hands dipped into his pocket. The fire started slowly and then burst into a wildfire, consuming the white woods and the people inside. Screams, groans, and cries of Herod's family members echoed in the field, mixing up with the roar of the furious fire, creating a sweet rhythm in the ear.

But because my sister, Raven Webster, thought Snowviper was too terrifying to look at, she stole Blazewing for herself. A month later, the whole world turned hotter, and the heatwave apocalypse began. Snowviper's power, just like his name, could lower the temperature within ten feet of him, creating a living shield against the burning world. Blazewing, on the other hand, carried the opposite—heat and fire. Raven took Blazewing, but she died of heat stroke in the heatwave apocalypse, while I survived thanks to Snowviper's cooling power. In her final moments, Raven was convinced I had stolen her husband. She whispered poison into Snowviper's ear, and he killed me.

As I was about to open my mouth again, I was interrupted by the voices that had grown more terrifying. “Run!” They cried. “RUN!” In a heartbeat, the cold air was replaced by a sudden wave of searing heat, prompting me to spin around and face the horrifying sight before me. The manor, where thousands of Farsuleias had left a mark on the history of our lineage, was now consumed by a raging inferno, its flames eagerly dancing upon the foundations. My breath caught in my chest as I watched the fire's voracious hunger devour everything in its path.

“I don’t care! Why? Why? Why does she have to always be her?! Why not me?! I am a Valladolid too!” Suddenly, a young male came into the bar running. He seemed to be afraid and had something to say. “Everyone!” The man called the attention of everyone there. Someone laughed. “What? What do you have to say now, little one?” “The forest is burning!” “What?” Others asked. “Yes, the fire started in the yard of the mental hospital and ran towards the forest. We need to put it up!” Everyone left their drinks and went out. Antonio had to blink twice. He didn’t know what had just heard . The hospital had started burning and then the forest. In the hospital it was Erika, or Elena, whatever he wanted t

Maybe a kindly trucker would pull up, and in an act of pure unbridled altruism, fix her car and get her back on the road and back on track. Unlikely. Maybe a forgotten family of inbred cannibals will drag her from the refuge of her car, rip her limb from limb and eat her still-beating heart. More likely. The caustic smell grew stronger. God, what if the car explodes? Fire couldn’t possibly make this situation any better. She was allergic to fire, it made her break out in big blisters. Jeffina jumped out of the car quick as a shot, and backed away from the vehicle apprehensively. Which would come first, the explosion, or an advancing horde of hungry snakes, slithering towards her, fangs dripp

Outside, the wind whispered through the trees, carrying secrets older than the town itself. Together, Elias and Maris began to unravel the tangled legacy of WildWood — a legacy that would challenge everything they thought they knew about their families, their town, and the ancient darkness waiting just beneath the surface. ———— Elias pulled up a creaking chair and motioned for Maris to sit across from him. The fading light through the dusty window cast long shadows across the worn journal, their faces half-lit and half-hidden by the gathering dusk.

I'm so sorry. A dwarf climbs onto Lucifrone and he finds her beautiful. “Lucifron, we have a mate.” - Zog says, disapprovingly. “But she is beautiful, and we are alone.” When the woman grabs Lucifron's cock and tries to introduce it into her pussy, a huge ball of fire hits her and she flies a few meters and hits a tree, falling unconscious to the ground. The other dwarves run angrily towards the source of the blast, but they are hit by another fireball and they also end up flying with the impact.

I was busy noting down everything when suddenly news flashed on TV screen perked my ears, I would have easily ignored it but the news mention something about wild fire in ‘Mardonesee Forest’, this was same forest where my summer house was situated. I froze in my seat starring at wild fire engulfing forest turning everything into ashes, fire fighters were busy pouring water splashed from helicopters mode, while NYPD and media were standing at bay live broadcasting. “How dreadful this looks” my step mother mummer taking bite of her toast “How can a forest catch fire in such a windy season?” Alex questioned while I watched everything in horror.