Romans & histoires Romance About Firefighters

A wall of fire, the inescapable smell of everything melting and being destroyed? After fifteen minutes spent pacing the bedroom, I’m going stir crazy. I can’t lose Clement and Nicholas. I can’t. They were my saviors in the fire and every day afterward, standing guard at my bedside, making me feel loved and cared for when I needed it most. Touching me with such passion one minute, holding me like a treasure the next. Already, my stomach is caving in on itself at the very possibility they could be hurt. Don’t firefighters get injured—or worse—all the time? Yes. Yes…and if that happens, I have to be there to give them the same support they’ve given me. I have to do something.

Shayari said "Saving you was my duty Shayari you do not have to thank me for that." Aarif said but did not got any reply from her Because has fainted in fear while hugging him " Shayari! Hey wake up. Shayari!" Aarif screamed her name and patted her cheeks but got no response in return "Dammit!" Aarif said and carried her inside the nearby hotel The staff members of that hotel came and extinguished the fire. "What kind of Facilities do you have? What a careless person you are. I will sue you all." Aarif screamed at the staff

Nicholas' witch was muttering spells under her breath trying to stop Ruby from whatever it was she was doing but that just seemed to make the fire to grow higher and spread wilder, scaring Ruby more than she already was. "What's happening to me?! Somebody help!" That was when Clara and Van Langston finally came in. The fire that the brunette created was already weakening Nicholas, so all Clara had to do was push him a little farther towards the brink of death and Emmett came in to finish the job. Van, noticing the situation Ruby was in, vamp-sped towards her, trying to avoid getting burned to death before he finally was by her side. He held her close before vamp-speeding back to their so-cal

She was hoping for him to say something, but he never did. "I guess you're right," Ahankara smiled back, before sighing. "That's just how fate works." She looked at Yashvir with tender eyes and a soft smile. "Flames, no matter how dangerous, always seem to be drawn towards roses." - - - - - -

There was a woman screaming. “You lowly people, get the hell out of here! Liam is my fiancé, how dare you stop me! Do you believe I told Liam to fire you all?” “Sorry madam, let us tell the boss for an hour. Otherwise, the boss will be angry!” “You guys are so stubborn, I already told you I was the boss here…” Sharon ran forward, not expecting Liam to be intimate with a girl again. Sharon's face darkened, her eyes burning with anger, she rushed forward, shoving Sylvia so hard that she fell backwards.

A man in a uniform is sexy, but a firefighter who just saved my cabin from flames has given me a feeling in my stomach I’ve never felt before. A tree beside us bursts back into flames and Ben runs to get the hose to put it out. Oh no not again.

On my son’s birthday, my husband had asked his first love to pick our son up from our home. While I stubbornly refused to let him go, a huge fire broke out in the hallway during our standoff. I was struck by falling debris, and blood started streaming from my head. However, my son was unharmed as he lay beneath me. My husband, who was a firefighter, came forward to rescue us. But he handed the only gas mask he had to his first love.

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.

His lips stuck to mine the entire time, showing me that a part of him loved me like I loved him. The afternoon falls on our bare shoulders, while it is raining outside. The windows reflect the tree branches moving sharply. This is my first day not working, and maybe the hospital is wondering why I'm missing, but I don't care when I'm next to this man. Nothing is good enough to leave alone. He caresses my back gently, while I look at the floor and see the drops falling through the small leak in my room. “They will fire me.” I commented, knowing that I would receive a scolding from the head nurse.

I threw open the door to the inn's room, the wood banging loudly against the already damaged wall of the chamber my parents and I had been given for the night. Smoke filled my lungs, forcing me to cough as Nael Liesand, my father's Right-Hand man, stormed out of his own room. His eyes locked onto mine, flashing with relief at seeing me unharmed, then narrowing with resolve and an all-consuming rage to eradicate any threat to me. I felt the wind pelt my face as he pulled in fresh night air from a window down the hall, attempting to protect us from the smoke of the fire raging below. I ran to him, and his arms wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me in close just as his wife, Ada, erupted from