Every time his lips meet mine, my whole body begins a slow tingle that starts from within my chest, and spreads like a wildfire.

Resentment is the little fire that can transform and destroy the world by becoming a wildfire.

A wise man did not pour wildfire on a brazier. Instead he poured a fresh cup of wine.

Protector and destroyer were two sides of the same coin. Who knew which one would come out in a toss-up?

The girl was alluring. Like wildfire, or a summer storm swept off the Gulf of Oro.