Novelas de Justtsahli

CHAPTER FOUR“Why did you leave me there?”The voice echoed through the rain.My chest tightened. “I didn’t,” I whispered. “I tried—”“My fire,” he called again, his voice breaking. “Why did you leave me?”I stood frozen as blue flames burned before me. They weren’t violent. They were quiet. Beautiful. Just like they had been that night.His hand was stretched, he wanted me to come. He needed me to.I stepped closer, lifting my hand—then the rain came down suddenly. It was heavy and merciless, slamming into my skin like bullets. But the flames didn’t relent, it only grew.“No,” I whispered. “No! No!”His silhouette emerged through the fire, reaching for me, his eyes dark and hollow.“My fire,” he pleaded. “Save me.”I tried to run. My feet wouldn’t move.I watched helplessly as the flames swallowed him whole, his screams tearing through the air until—“No!”I jolted upright, gasping for breath.My hands clenched the sheets as my heart pounded wildly against my ribs. My skin was damp w

The driver immediately released me, stumbling back. “This lady owes me a hundred dollars!” “A hundred?” I snapped. “You bloody thief! How can it be a hundred?” “Pay me my money, lady!” the man barked. “I’d rather be buried al—” He stepped in front of me, halting me. The world seemed to shrink as he loomed, his broad shoulders blocking the streetlight. Before I could process it, a bundle of cash flew past my face and landed against the driver’s chest. “Go,” he said firmly, commanding. The driver didn’t argue. He never even looked at me again. Then those dark eyes turned on me. “Let’s go.” “No,” I said instantly. “I’m not going anywhere with—” His hand immediately wrapped around mine and he dragged me toward the car like I weighed nothing. I struggled, panic flooding my chest as I glanced around desperately, hoping that someone would witness this. Someone would come to my aid. But there was an eerie silence that hung in the air, tainted by the hum of his car’s engine. “Let m

Chapter 2 “Sapphire, dear.” I froze mid-step. If I didn’t turn around, if I pretended I didn’t hear her, I could still escape. I’d blend into the crowd and disappear. But hope has never been my strongest quality. “Sapphire,” my grandma called again, her voice dripping in false warmth, it made my skin crawl. “Didn’t you hear me?” I turned slowly, fixing my face into the polite smile I’d perfected over the years. The one that said I’m fine when I wasn’t. “It’s quite loud,” I said mildly. “I couldn’t hear you over the noise.” Her smile tightened. “Wait,” one of the women beside her asked, looking at me through narrowed eyes. “Is this your granddaughter?” “Yes,” my grandma replied immediately. “Though she looks absolutely nothing like my daughter.” My heart began to race, aware of what was about to happen next. Here we go. “You’re right,” the woman said, tilting her head. “I wouldn’t have even guessed you were related.” My grandma gave a botched laugh — the type she kept rese

CHAPTER ONE “Sapphire! What are you still doing here?!” The door flew open, and I didn’t bother turning around. I already knew who it was. I straightened my pale blue dress for the fifth time and stared at my reflection, ignoring my grandma’s sharp footsteps as she stormed toward me. I glanced at the clock on the wall — it was 10 a.m. “We’re still on time,” I replied calmly, which only infuriated her more. “The wedding should have started thirty minutes ago!!” She huffed, talking with her hands like she always did. I tightened my fingers around the small velvet box in my hand. “So? The wedding will go just fine without me.” Her wrinkled face reddened at this point. “You’re holding the rings!” she snapped. “Your mother refuses to walk down the aisle until you’re there. How can you be so selfish on such an incredible day in her life?” I almost laughed. Incredible day, my ass. “Didn’t you say the man is rich enough to buy half of New York? I’m sure he can afford to buy sp