Wildfire Lyrics Novels & Stories

“It is going to hurt.. like a lot. You are not really in top shape here, pipsqueak” “There is no other way, I’ll just have to get through it”. “Okay then, let's do this”. He sighs and disappears. My galdr is only a weak croaking, but still enough to get the wind going. It is hard but I manage to walk to the house, as I keep singing. I hold the lighter to one of the curtains in the kitchen. It starts burning right away. When the fire has a good hold, I send a wind towards the house, blowing at the fire. Soon the fire is spreading fast. I start singing higher and the wind blows stronger. The fire is eating its way faster through the house now. The flames turn hotter, changing to blue. I grind

Get me with those green eyes, baby As the lights go down Gimme something that'll haunt me when you're not around 'Cause I see, sparks fly, whenever you smile. I run my fingers through your hair And watch the lights go wild Just keep on keeping your eyes on me Its just wrong enough to make it feel right. And lead me up the staircase Won't you whisper soft and slow And I'm captivated by you baby Like a fireworks show. Drop everything now Meet me in the pouring rain Kiss me on the sidewalk

And I don’t need to think. I knew what we were. We’re crazy and painful and consuming. We’re the rainbow through the storm and the rain on a hot summer’s day. We’re the light and dark, everything bad and everything good. “Don’t go.” The words tumbled from me. Desperately, my voice cracked and I begged. “Ivan. Don’t. Please.” He stopped in the doorway and turned. I could only just see his eyes meet mine. My eyes were blurred from the tears filling them.

He nipped his way up my neck until he reached my ear and whispered, “You’re bad, Brenda. You’re bad and I fucking love it.” “I prefer wild,” I breathed out, finishing on a moan. “You’re bad and you’re wild.” He picked up his pace. “You’re my wild, tempting bitch. Don’t go soft on me.” I laughed, my fists clenching above my head. “Never.” And when I cummed, it was hard and it was wild.

When it's this good, there's no saying no I want you so, I'm ready to go Through the fire To the limit, to the wall For a chance to be with you I'd gladly risk it all Through the fire Through whatever, come what may For a chance at loving you I'd take it all the way Right down to the wire Even through the fire I was relieved because I sang so well and I wondered why the others stood so quietly. While the boss was staring at me and I was free to see him and I can say that he is good-looking. I know you're afraid of what you feel You still need time to heal And I can help if you'll only let me try

My love for you is just like fire, That will consume you in its flames, That all the desires get fulfilled, My feelings have always been wild and tilt, Whenever I see you nothing remains the same, I can't point you for this, But you too feel the same, We are scared of telling each other Because we both are hard to be tamed, But I believe that one day, We'll find our way to each other without any blame... Rachel P. O. V.

I wasn't really thinking it through when I started cooking, I just needed a distraction. I wiggle my hips as the music begins to change. My favorite words are coming up. “Bells will be ringing.. The sad, sad news... Oh, what a Christmas, to have the blues... My baby's gone... I have no friends... to wish me greetings, once again..” Damn, this song is literally me. I feel tears well in my eyes. I have no friends. After Wilder died, Katie and Lena reached out. They tried with me, but I shut them down. Now, my two best friends and I haven't talked in months. Wyatt was a friend and so much more, and now we are nothing. I've lost everyone because I pushed them away.

The fire spun around her, wild and radiant, lighting the forest in a storm of gold and crimson. “Lucian!” she cried. “I can’t control it!” He ran toward her, his voice breaking through the roar. “Then don’t! Let it out!” The words hit something deep inside her. For the first time, she didn’t try to smother the flame. She let it surge. The world exploded into light. A wave of fire rushed through the trees, not burning but cleansing, tearing through the fog like dawn breaking open. And in that brilliance, she felt the voice—no longer whispering, but singing, fierce and alive.

Frenzied yet focused, we broke apart, each person diving into the surrounding brush and trees, arms gathering tinder and branches. Feet pounding into the earth, we moved as a singular force, united by the glimmering thread of hope that now tied our disparate thoughts and fears into a single, vast purpose. The burning desire to return home, to escape the suffocating embrace of this relentless wild, fueled our movements. Flames shot upwards, reaching towards that solitary streak of hope in the sky, our determined beacon begging for a watchful eye to notice. The smoke spiraled into the air in thick, curling tendrils, a fiery motif dancing against the backdrop of the night a frantic cry for help