Burn Book Regina Novels & Stories

"You stayed." A day later, Julia received a strange package delivered by hand. Inside: a single page from a diary. Scrawled in childish handwriting: "He watches me at night. Says if I tell, he'll burn the place down. I miss my real mommy. She used to sing to me before the fire." It was signed: "Regina, age 6."

The book came in the post on a Thursday. A package from Lisbon — Catalina's handwriting on the outside, recognizable from the notes she'd left on the kitchen table during her five weeks at the house. Inside: a book. A slim volume, its cover designed with the specific restraint of a publisher who trusted the text to carry its own weight. The title in English and then below it, in Portuguese, the same title in its translated form. Inside the front cover, a handwritten note: First copy. For the house where I learned what I was for. — C.

feeling the burns etched into Kiara’s back. She moved her arm slightly to get a better look and saw the marks. The letter B enclosed in a circle. Black Water Pack, Nora thought to herself. Regina lied to me. This was not done by rogues. This was done by her own flesh and blood…her brother! Why would she lie? Logan tapped on the door and Nora was pulled from her thoughts. She kissed her daughter goodbye and the two went home. Nora tried doing a bit of housework to distract her mind, but did not prevail. The thought persistently crept into her head and she could not focus on anything else. She had debated on consulting her husband, but thought it best to wait until she was sure.

with ****Upper East Side Insider****. Luna flipped through it, skimming the pages with disinterest, her eyes fixed on the cash, her mind already spending it. She grabbed the pen, scrawling “Luna Marie” across the bottom in messy, rushed handwriting. As she signed, Sophia pressed the record button on a hidden pin in her cardigan, the tiny red light blinking unseen. “You know Lucas doesn’t care about your ‘virginity,’ right?” she said, goading. “He told me it’s a cute act.”

“Other than a couple werebears who are probably wandering around Canada, I don’t know any indigenous people to pull a favor. We can call Henri. His pack has ties to a couple of covens. If anyone knows for sure, it would be him, or he can find out.” “Let’s get Lenora and get her somewhere secure until we get some answers.” Reggie says. “Yeah, that’s the most important thing.” I nod. “Let’s take her to her office and come up with a plan.” “Actually, Dad got my private library finished before he left. We can take her there.” Bronx rubs his hands over his face. “Private library?” Reggie looks skeptical.

asked Regina to be sure. "No, Miss! I hid the book under my dress so no one would see it," Cellin replied, swallowing hard. "That's good then. I hope you'll stay here while I read the book!" Regina walked over to the upholstered chair in the room. Regina did not want her father's work to interfere with her personal life. The exact reason was that she wanted to sit more comfortably while she went through the books one by one. Her eyes remained on yesterday, when the coachman had said that there was a substitute. Indeed, there was a strange name in the book.

She had tried opening it but it was locked on the other end which meant that Reginald wanted ni disturbance. Reginald had been trying to read the book ge retrieved from the top shelf in his library but he kept reading the same line over and over again. His mind wasn't there. He had bern thinking of Avery and what would happen to her. "I am busy. Can't it wait?" Reginald asks irritatedly. He wonders whar she has to say in her defense again. Nothing would change his mind about this. "Just open up please. This is very important," Beatrice begs. Reginald sulks and stands up from his reading desk. He'd just hear what she has to say at the door.

Tino looked up, confused. Dominic’s voice was ice. “Let the boy live. Let him limp. Let him speak. Let everyone see what it costs to take from me and breathe after.” Tino collapsed, sobbing. The other two didn’t scream. They didn’t get the chance. It was quick. Efficient. Clean. Dominic turned away before the final blows landed. He didn’t flinch. Didn’t pause. He walked toward the exit as the blood pooled behind him. Just before stepping into the night, he spoke over his shoulder: “Burn everything they touched.” ---

Most people that meet Autumn and Wynter always fall in love with them and Regina was no exception. Back then when they were still small, Regina and her coworkers would take them off my hands and let me do my shopping without any distractions. "I guess that you are getting your regulars?" She winked at me making me laugh. Yeah, I was obsessed with reading smutty and spicy books . The ones that make toes curl, thighs clench in shock and pressure and make someone take a breather because they couldn't handle the hot sex scenes. "Yeah and some of these books on the list." I handed her the list and watched as she perused through it.

Regina swallowed hard and explained, "You know I had my birthday recently. So, on the night of my birthday, I got a text message from an anonymous phone number. I found out that a man had sent it to me." I asked to gain clarity, "And what did he messaged?" Regina explained, "He texted me to come to the Reservoir Hotel in our pack. He said he had a birthday present for me." That was when Leora chuckled, "Our step-sister is so stupid, Bruna. Just because she was getting a birthday present, she went to a hotel and that too at night." I dismissed Leora with my words, "Leora, you are doing wrong by underestimating Regina. She didn't go there for a gift but I am legit sure she went there to check