World Fire Novels & Stories

The world could burn. Let it.

Kelvin The day started out like any other day. Calm, quiet, and peaceful. Sometimes I forget that we're in the middle of a war zone but then again, it seems Miami does that to someone. Like now, it was edging towards the night, and aside from the splash of waves across the shore, it was very quiet. But it was a different kind of silence. The kind that sits heavy, like it knows something you don’t. I didn't mind though, standing by the window, one hand wrapped around a half-finished glass of bourbon, staring out at the skyline.

I say as I stop my assault on his ear and neck, he needs control over his body if he is going to make me food. He fries up the sandwich and places it on the counter for me to eat, it's smells like melted cheese and has my mouth watering.. "So what exactly do you mean you know about my flames?" I question trying to sound serious which is hard through a mouthful of bread and stringy cheese. "Because; my family and I, we're warlocks and you reek of power" my mouth drops open, warlocks are meant to be extinct. How did I not notice,

Mostly people said her hair looked like flames of fire. Miranda was not any less better looking than her sister. She had beautiful long dark hair that complimented her bright blue eyes. Her eyes were so clear that looking into them made one feel as if they could see Miranda's soul! Miranda had a pair of long beautiful slender legs that made her look like a super model.

Flames A Rare kind of witches, extinct. The last Flames were burned down by common witches for the crime of being unique. Flames powers consist of Fire. Manipulating fire, imagining it, using it for one's need, and lastly illusions. Flames and Werewolves are the only supernaturals that can coexist without feeling a need to be at war with each other. There have come a time where a werewolf mate had to be a flame and the flame had to have an "Ignis" ( a soulmate ), they called him ignis because the wolves ignited the flames' fire. Just like the wolves, the Flames tend to have a short temper. When the werewolves started becoming extinct, the flames lashed out on families, friends, and mainly on

The vineyard had always been the heart of the Del Fuego legacy, but now its fire was reaching farther than Maria or Celeste had ever imagined. What began as a pact in Mindoro had become a movement across the Philippines, then a flame across continents. Yet the fire was not uniform. It burned differently in Jakarta, in Nairobi, in Toronto, in São Paulo. It danced in crosswinds, shaped by culture, history, and context. And now, it was time to gather those flames into something larger—something that could endure.

was. A surreal scene unfolded before me, a canvas of raging flames consuming everything in their path. The air was thick with the acrid scent of burning, and distant wails and cries echoed, adding a haunting soundtrack to the inferno. I stood frozen, unable to tear my gaze away from the apocalyptic spectacle.

“Isn’t there a house over there? Do you know where the occupants are?” The man shook his head. “No! But looking at a fire this big, no one can survive!! ” After saying that, the resident ran back to help put out the fire. “Damn it,” Aiden cursed. He took his cell phone from his jacket pocket and looked for Caspian’s number. Aiden tried to contact Caspian, but his cell phone showed no signal. Aiden looked back at the fire. Werewolves could heal themselves from fire wounds, but if they were kept in the fire, their self-healing abilities would be inferior to the flames that burned their bodies endlessly.

a student offered. The teacher pointed toward him. “Exactly.” “A wildfire is powerful,” he said. “But power alone isn't what makes it terrifying.” Then he tapped his hands together. “It's the fact that once it escapes control, no one can predict where it will go next.” A thoughtful silence spread through the room. The teacher continued. “A controlled fire can warm an entire kingdom… It can forge weapons… It can cook food and do a whole lot more.” His voice lowered. “But the moment control disappears… It becomes destruction.”

He was more than a werewolf his eyes were blazing like fire, the little girl now a dragon, had wing, she must have been a dragon before, and many that went toward the exit were burnt by the fire, the warriors tried all they could, but their strength was not enough, and just one breath, and fire came out of her mouth, and all the perimeter where the soldiers were, was covered in such a great fire that made it impossible for any one to escape, and in a short time, they all died and there was not even a single one that escape to tell the story of what they had seen, to any one, when they all had died, the tree of them were still beasts and they headed towards the settlement, and it was a few st