Enochian: Book 1, Chapter 7
Marina looked over the creature, watching small fires play quietly over its form for a few more moments before she straightened, wiping at her aching mouth with distaste: it was a talent she'd hidden from the others, including her father â€" but she'd judged
Catching a Break
The wolf smiled, twizzling his right paw across the coffee table, watching the smoke and fire play with the wood varnish like caramel burning in a pan. frankie remained very thoughtful, pondering bleed's disconcerting but rather exciting terms.
The Music Of Life
Her eyes popped open "continue" this wasn't good she didn't sound at all happy "i don't know how i'm sorry, i don't even know how i did that... honest" her eyes narrowed and glowed like blue balls of fire **"play for me william play now!