Some fires are not meant to burn the world… some are meant to burn only for one soul.
Story Description
She was never meant to love.
He was never meant to survive her.
Liora carries a flame older than time itself — a living power that once turned an entire world into ash. To protect humanity, she hides from everyone… until the one person her fire cannot burn finds her again.
But when their forbidden bond awakens something ancient sleeping inside the flames, the sky begins to change, shadows start watching, and destiny reveals its cruel secret:
Some loves are not forbidden because they are wrong…
They are forbidden because they are powerful enough to end existence.
Tags
Romance • Fantasy • Drama • Mystery • Supernatural • Destiny • Tragic Love • Fire Power • Suspense • Unique Heroine
Chapter 1 — When Fire Learned His Name
The first time the fire recognized him, it trembled.
Not like a candle shaking in the wind.
This was the kind of trembling that made the night sky pause.
Liora stood alone on the rooftop, her long hair drifting softly in the cold air. From far away she looked like any ordinary girl watching the city lights below.
But she wasn't watching the city.
She was watching her hands.
They were glowing again.
A faint golden light pulsed beneath her skin, like tiny suns trapped inside her veins. She curled her fingers quickly, trying to hide it, trying to stop it—
—but the glow only grew brighter.
"No… not tonight," she whispered.
She had stayed away from people.
Stayed away from feelings.
Stayed away from him.
Especially him.
Footsteps echoed behind her.
Her heart froze.
She knew that sound.
Even before she turned—
she knew.
"You disappear for weeks," a familiar voice said softly, "and this is where you hide?"
Kael.
Just hearing his name made the fire inside her pulse wildly.
She turned slowly.
He stood a few steps away, breathing slightly hard from climbing the stairs, eyes searching her face like he had been looking everywhere for her. The moment he saw her, his expression softened.
"I found you," he said.
Her chest tightened painfully.
"You shouldn't have."
He tilted his head. "Why?"
Because I destroy everything I love.
But she didn't say that.
"You don't understand what I am,"
she whispered.
"Then tell me."
His answer came instantly.
Simple. Honest. Real.
That made it worse.
The light under her skin brightened. Heat spread through the air. The concrete beneath her bare feet slowly darkened as if it were burning.
Kael noticed.
He didn't step back.
"You're warm," he said quietly.
Her voice trembled. "Kael… go home."
"No."
"Please."
"No."
The word wasn't loud.
But it wouldn't move.
Her eyes stung. "Why won't you just leave me alone?"
He looked at her like she had asked why the sky existed.
"Because you matter to me."
Silence filled the rooftop.
Wind rushed between them.
Something fragile inside her cracked.
"You shouldn't care about me," she whispered. "Girls like me don't bring happiness. We bring endings."
He stepped closer.
The air grew hotter.
Still he didn't stop.
"I don't care what you are," he said gently. "I just know who you are."
Her breath caught.
He slowly raised his hand, giving her time to move away.
She didn't.
His fingers touched hers.
The moment their skin met—
The fire inside her burst free.
Flames spiraled from her hand in a sudden bloom of golden light, rising like a living creature finally freed. The rooftop glowed. The wind vanished. Even the world seemed to hold its breath.
Kael's eyes widened.
But he didn't pull away.
The flames wrapped around his fingers—
—and stopped.
They didn't burn him.
They circled him softly.
Like they knew him.
Liora stared in horror.
"That's… impossible."
The fire pulsed brighter, swirling around both of them now, slow and curious, as if studying him.
Kael swallowed. "Liora… why does your fire feel happy?"
Her voice shook.
"It shouldn't."
For a single second—
the flames flickered black.
She saw it.
And fear flooded her face.
"No… it noticed."
"What noticed?" he asked.
Before she could answer—
The flames leaned inward.
Not toward her.
Toward him.
Warmth rushed into Kael's chest like breath entering lungs.
He gasped.
A faint glow appeared beneath his skin.
The same glow as hers.
The wind roared violently.
High above them, clouds slowly turned gold.
Liora shook her head, panic rising.
"This can't be happening… it only chooses one…"
"What chooses?" he asked.
Her lips parted—
But before she could speak—
A whisper echoed from inside the fire.
Ancient. Watching. Alive.
"At last… I found you again."
Kael stiffened. "Did you hear that?"
Her face turned pale.
Because she had heard that voice once before.
In another lifetime.
Right before the world burned.
Behind Kael, the flames stretched upward—
forming the shape of something that was not human.
And it was opening its eyes.