Burn Book Regina Novels & Stories

Flames flickered low behind him, casting a jagged light across his sharply lined face. “Unbelievable,” he muttered under his breath. Across the room, Santino Alvarez, his oldest confidant and consigliere, waited silently beside the bookcase, used to the heavy silences that preceded Reginald’s fury. Reginald finally moved. He circled the desk with the cold grace of a predator, his gaze still fixed on the envelope. Thick parchment. Gold trim. The wax seal embossed with the Licrest — and the intertwined initials R & E.

I made my way back into the mansion now to the spot I had left Regina with Grandpa and was happy when I found Regina alone. Great! I slid into the study without her knowing and spotted her holding onto a book that mattered deeply to me—one that held my personal records of the events that transpired through the war and how I had lost my parents. Thanks to her family—the Donovans. I slammed the book shut before she could open it and when she tried to make her way out, I cornered and gave her a piece of my mind. She had tonight at dinner to turn Grandpa away from his thoughts of going to some stupid Maldives.

Some piece of papers would fly from their angle to Regina (not intentionally though), and then you would hear giggling and laughter among this peers. Regina stood with rage and walked toward this group, she banged the table with a huge text book that caught the attention of these people, “I understand that most of us do not understand the meaning of studying, and actually, I don’t give a fuck. But just a reminder, this is a library that is meant for reading, and we all have exams around the corner. So it’s either you do well for yourselves and study, or you take these noise out to your hostels and write rubbish to your lecturers”.

She had been part of the project that had unleashed this hell on the world. "This can't be real." I whispered, my voice shaking. "She wouldn’t have—" “Maya,” Daniel interrupted, his voice tight. “There’s more.” I looked up, and he handed me another file. This one was thicker, the pages dog-eared and stained with something I didn’t want to think about. I opened it, and the first thing I saw was a map—our region, marked with red X's. Target zones. “I think this is where The Burning started.” Daniel said, pointing to the map. “These are the areas that were hit the hardest.”

“Yeah. I finished them all, remember? And you said I could get what I wanted as long as I was sensible. So I brought some more books.” I don’t know what to say to that. I know I said that to her, but now I’m concerned. Given that she said she got more books, I’m pretty sure I know where she got them from. “You went to Lucia's bookstore again, didn’t you?” “Of course we did!” Regina makes it sound like that was obvious. “She’s got a great array of books, and I like going in there.” “There are at least three bigger bookstores closer to home and school. We’ve got a Barnes and Noble two blocks away!”

Lucien ordered, and the men opened it. “A burner phone,” the mab said, and then brought out a new object “And a note, sir,” he added. “What does the note say?,” I asked. He read the note. “Call me,”’ I looked at Lucien, “can you track a burner phone,” I asked. “Don't underestimate my skill,” he said, standing up. “Let do it,” ★★★ “Dial the number,” Lucien said, I nodded. Did as he said.

The paper turned into barely crumpled, and there was no name on the front. She tore it open, her arms trembling. "Meet me the following day at night at the antique church. I recognize how that will help you – A buddy." Jenny’s breath caught in her throat. Who should this be? No one knew she had returned to Noah’s mansion besides Lewis, and he could have never risked sending a letter like this. MaryAnne leaned closer. “Do you think it's miles safe?” Jenny swallowed tough. “I do not realize. But I should discover.”

Tristan asked. "Burn the last memory of the futility of my life," Regina said. "Come on, get me some gasoline and matches. You'll help me, won't you?" Tristan laughed. "Gladly, princess."

said Regulus as he tried to evade her hands that were prying open his collar " You sit tight for me " said Chelsea ignoring the pointed glare that Regulus was directing her way when she straddled his waist and opened his shirt . Just a quick glimpse and Chelsea sucked in a breath heavily, it was horrible .The flesh from his nape down to his abdomen was completely burnt off as if someone roasted him by laying his body down on a grill . Some places were already infected with blisters popping here and there , giving the burn a sort of weeping look . Regulus seemed to have not taken care of his wounds as the bandage was loosely tied , and was thrown aside with a flick of her hand , there was no

“What is it?” “About Miss Regina's things, the ones that were moved out of your room yesterday. What should I–” Bellatrix didn't wait for her to finish speaking. She knew where the question was headed. So, without an ounce of hesitation, she instructed. “Burn them all.” Kamala’s eyes grew wide and her mouth hung agape. “B-burn them all? But some of the things are quite expensive. Wouldn't it be better to send–” “Is she your employer? Are you questioning my decision?” Bellatrix's eyes turned cold as she asked. She couldn't afford to give room for someone to question her decision or worse, to think she was being too harsh on Regina.