Work It Out Ablaze Lyrics Novels & Stories

All the characters solely belong to me, the resemblance to any living or dead is a mere coincidence . Do follow me in insta as agni_aastha. where you can watch my character sketch and aesthetic. ❤❤theme song- Chainsmokers all we know❤ Fighting flames of fire Hang onto burning wires We don't care anymore Are we fading lovers? We keep wasting colors Maybe we should let this go We're fallin' apart, still we hold together We've passed the end, so we chase forever

everything that she worked so hard up until now was being burnt and destroyed in those crimson flames. "NO!" Avery screamed out in pain and anger. Tears were running down her eyes and her vision wasn't clear anymore.

by Fall Out Boy. Lying spread eagle on my bed, I stare up at the ceiling trying to control the heat of my annoyance. The loud rhythm washes over me. The first line of the song's chorus runs through my head. Hell or Glory, I don't want anything in between. The rhythmic beat soothes me. Yeah, either hell or glory. I want nothing in between with Aline.

In the night's quietude, I find release, My tears are a testimony, a plea for peace, A poem of emotions, a tapestry spun, My heart's journey beneath the stars and sun. So let the night sky hear my song, A melody of heartache, emotions strong, Abigail's feelings, like stars, shall burn, In the universe's vastness, my love shall return. ✍🏻🖊️✍🏻🖊️✍🏻🖊️

Cause the sun to rise Sing to the heart that weeps Cause the moon to fall Let the heart that weeps sing They said we are a curse They said we course the land with curse But we are like Rehab the harmless dragon Their ignorance were the cause that cursed the land. Cause the sun to rise The blight of ignorance has walloped our mother with curse. But in our infinite trouble In our heart melting like the oil from a candle wax There lies the one, the king, the mother of all mothers

The red string suddenly tightens around our hands, I wince internally wondering why the string is getting tighter but I am far from feeling pain as the string catches fire. My eyes widen as I struggle to remove my hand but Atlas's hands remain on mine not fazed by the fire currently burning our wrist. 'Relax, I am right here Wildcat,' his voice comes into my head as the fire continues to burn. Relax? How could I possibly relax when our hands were slowly burning? I try to keep my face emotionless but internally I am dying in pain as Ophelia continues, "May the element of Fire fuel their hearts and souls with a flame that burns strong."

And from the floor, with blood pooling around my knees and hate burning in my chest, I began to hum that lullaby again. But this time, it wasn’t for comfort. It was a signal. A war song. A curse. Because they tried to destroy me. Tried to bury me. Tried to claim me. But they forgot one thing….. I’m the fucking match. And I’ll burn the whole world if I have to. “Even hell would spit me out.”

The second I heard his voice, I knew it was Louis Foster—Joshua's coworker and best friend from the fire department. I tried to steady my shaky voice and said, "The 17th floor of Apartment 1, Building 3 at Rosewood Apartments is on fire. Can you send someone immediately?" But Louis laughed on the other end of the line.

That was what Christopher had once jokingly told me while holding me in his arms. However, I'd said seriously, "It depends on what you've done to upset me. I won't forgive you for life if you do or say anything related to what I hate the most." He'd held me tighter and said confidently, "No way in hell will I do anything related to that. I'll jump into the sea where we made things official to repent for my sins if it happens! Then, you can set me on fire and discard my ashes wherever you want!" My heart twisted painfully as I thought about the past. Then, I grabbed my phone and made a call. "Yes, I want to sell this apartment. The faster, the better."

I glanced back just once to see them fading in the distance, trapped and raging, and tossed a one-fingered farewell over my shoulder before disappearing into the horizon. I stepped through the garage into the house to find Ally perched on the edge of the couch, fingers twisting together like she was winding herself tighter by the second. She’d changed out of her previous outfit and into a pair of pink sweatpants and a plain gray T-shirt. The moment the door clicked shut, her head snapped up. She was on her feet before her brain could catch up, fury blazing in her eyes. “What did you fucking do?” she demanded, sage-green gaze wide and sharp enough to cut.