Burn For You Jt Geissinger の小説・ストーリー

“I’m sorry I lost control. But I’m not sorry I want you. I’m not sorry I’ll burn everything down to keep you safe.” I reached out slow, carefuly brushed my thumb over the marks on her throat. She didn’t flinch. She leaned into the touch, and in that single movement, the fire inside me shifted. It was not rage or possession but something deeper. Something I wasn’t ready to name, But something I would kill to protect.

Elian held his gaze for a moment — the grey-green eyes doing that thing again, that translation — and then he turned back to the window. "How far to Budapest?" he asked. "Two hours." "I need to contact someone. My handler. To let them know I'm still alive." "Not yet," Dante said. "Not until we know the channel is clean." "What does clean mean to you? Specifically." "No Meridian intercepts on the line. No tracking signature on the device. No location stamp." Dante glanced at him. "Your current burner — how old is it?" "Eleven days." "Dispose of it. I have clean hardware in the bag behind your seat."

He lies, promises fake futures, and when he gets bored, he throws them away. Lisa doesn’t see it. And why would she? She looks at the world like it’s not out to get her. She could make any man fall for her, especially someone pathetic enough to rely on flattery like Brooke. But he isn’t getting near her. Not when I’m in the picture. If I can’t have her, no one will. Call me a selfish bastard, I don’t care. I wear that title like a crown. Then came the moment I could get the reason to fire her. She stared at me with fire in her eyes. Not fear. Not submission. Fire.

"I… I didn't know!" "Declan," I said evenly, "if you order your warriors to stop the men carrying the stretcher, it might not be too late." But before he could react, one of the warriors came running back, panting. "Alpha! As ordered, the body was thrown into the incinerator at the waste plant for fuel." He straightened, almost proud. "I even waited until she was completely reduced to ash before returning to report." Declan's knees gave out. He hit the floor.

“Elliot and Axel are amazing kids. And they have nothing to do with what happens to me every time I see you.” “Then it's me,” She sighed ruefully, but when she tried to let go of my hand, I stopped her. “It’s me, Natalie.” I blurted out, my eyes never leaving hers so she could see how honest I was being in that moment. “Can't you see it? You’re beautiful and delicate and smart. You’re an excellent nurse and an amazing mother. What the hell can you do with me? People see me and avoid me. I always have to be careful with what I touch because sometimes I don't measure my strength and I end up breaking things. I barely managed to finish high school and was accepted into the academy, precious. I…

She had never been jealous of Mia, not in the slightest, which made him most powerless and frustrated. Fearing that Jensen was still blaming himself, Kisa hurriedly added, "It was okay that I went to see Mr. Tanner alone. Although I was a little nervous when I first went there and didn't know how to talk to him about what happened five years ago, I didn't expect him to be much more amiable than I thought." 'Amiable?' Jensen sneered at the description and let out a subtle, self-deprecating smile. "And did he say anything to you about the fire five years ago?"

Back in the car, every second was agony for Connor. His fists were clenched tight on his thighs, tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth. He stared unblinking at the crumbling building ahead. "Connor, relax. It'll be fine, don't worry," one of the guys said. "Yeah, there's no way it'll kill her. We've calculated everything," another said. But their voices didn't register. Connor couldn't even bring himself to speak. Then, all at once, he shot up and made for the burning building.