Novel & Cerita Crossfire Series By Sylvia Day

For some reason, the smoke didn't bother me like it would usually do and even as McKenzie smoked her brown thick sticks ,I found it very alluring rather---yeah maybe the smoke was messing with my head. Speaking of McKenzie, I turned my face to look at her---at some point I had moved to sit between Oliver and Bani on the other couch. My eyes fell on McKenzie's pink lips that wrapped around the cigar and her veiny lower arms as she lit up the cigar with a lighter. For a moment ,all the voices ,laughters and music, everything around me zoned in as my eyes focused on nothing but the woman of my dreams. It was like in slow motion as she inhaled from the stick and Karan said something next to her

A few minutes later we finally got out and the heat of the sun, sand, and cactuses that are higher than us and I can see their big and sharp thorns meet my eyes. I can breathe a sigh of relief because I can no longer smell the small amount of fuel. If we stay there longer, I won't be surprised if I end up coughing even if I don't have one. But I still thought I would suffocate, and I didn't think it was possible to catch fire because there was a slight smell of gasoline in there. Even if it's just gas and not the back, it's still flammable. "What's that road called?" I can't stop asking. In this world, even a path has a name.

What if it was true and not just some wild thought “Then I’ll pick you up jeez, you won’t even waste your car’s fuel” Rumors have it that if your blood is mutated, you get killed at night and your body is never found. I jumped up in fright after reading that, what if I’m mutated and I get killed “I’m having none of this” I whispered “Dude really?” I heard Sebastian grumble. I then remembered that I was speaking to someone on the phone “Uhm, you were saying?” I asked in an apologetic tone

Silence met his ears first. Then the soft chirp of birds in the distance and the crackle of a fire nearby. Gunther could feel pillows under his body, and he clenched his eyes before opening them. He was on his back under the swaying branches of some tall trees. His red eyes looked around to find the back of Catherine near the fire, Silas reading some parchment in a branch on one of the tall trees, and Zion was stalking the perimeter in the distance, but Gunther could still sense his Lias. As if sensing his movements, Catherine turned to look at him before she looked up into the trees, her purple eyes shimmering.

Huge cracks ripped through the earth, and from those cracks, pillars of white hot flame shot into the sky. "Burn," I whispered. The fire didn't care who it hit. I saw a group of vampires charging toward me, their faces twisted in hunger. Before they could even reach my shadow, the heat turned them into charcoal. They didn't even have time to scream as they just evaporated into gray ash. But then I heard the screams I didn't want to hear. "Ariana! Stop! It’s us!" I looked to my left. Three of Zayn’s Alphas men who had fought by his side for years were caught in the circle of my fire.

Xavier Galvan's first love, Winter Singleton, happens to return to the country on the same day our daughter, Tina Galvan, is diagnosed with a heart condition. I wait helplessly with my five-year-old Tina at the hospital for her results. Meanwhile, Xavier drives to the airport to pick up Winter and her son, Ian Becker, just so that he can feel like he has a father to pick them up. I sign the surgery consent form alone while sitting by Tina's hospital bed. Meanwhile, Xavier takes Winter shopping at the mall and even picks out a birthday present for his newly-appointed "godson". On the day of Tina's surgery, just before she's wheeled into the theater, she grabs Xavier's sleeve tightly, refus

​The sky above them turned into a blinding, featureless sheet of pure white fire as the kinetic rod entered the lower atmosphere, the extreme friction vaporizing the falling frost into long, dramatic trails of superheated steam. ​Silas Cross’s face on the secondary monitor shrieked one last time through the absolute static, his desperate corporate arrogance transforming into wide-eyed, primal terror as he realized the massive iron fortress wasn't fleeing the basin—it was aiming back at his masters. "You madmen! You’ll detonate the entire upper layer—!" ​"Fire," Vivian ordered coldly. ​BOOM————!!!

I don't care. She fell silent as she had no defense against the words I'd slung at her. She bent and picked up the flowers. "I'll leave, but at least keep the flowers. I owe you this much." I chortled at her audacity. "You owe me more than your life's worth. The flowers are nothing compared to your debt." Zoe never showed up in my sight since that day. Rumors claimed she went to an enclosed cram school that had less than two days off every month. That was the end of what I knew.

Her bodyguards swarmed me, a flurry of fists and boots coming at me from all sides. I fought back with all my might, but against those muscular men, I was overwhelmed and forced to the ground. I curled up, doing my best to shield myself. Nicole let out a piercing scream and threw herself over me, her small body trying to fend off the blows meant for me. I called out to her weakly, unable to push her away. Desperate, I managed to roll over, pulling Nicole underneath me to protect her. I barely cracked my eyes open, squinting at Simon a short distance away.

He reached through the storm, and the fire bent toward his hand as though eager to kneel. “You are mine, Vaelira,” he said. His voice was thunder across the world. “You always have been.” Her chest cracked. Her tears burned hot, blistering her cheeks. “No—” she choked, defiance splitting her throat. “I am not—” But the word never made it out. The shadows closed around her neck, choking the sound before it could live. And then the fire consumed her. Malick’s POV One moment she was there. Crying, shaking, reaching for him.