Novel & Cerita Double Cross Novel

୨୧ ⏔⏔⏔⏔♡⏔⏔⏔⏔ ୨୧ What choice would Izzy make when her two worlds finally collided?

Why would Maggie’s ancestors want to conjure and evil spirit or raise the dead? Fascinated by the pull of the words on the page, she softly whispered the Bring Forth the Dead Incantation. A cold chill swept over her and her temples throbbed. She carefully placed the ribbon down the interior binding of the pages and closed the book shut. The crystal didn’t look quite so out of place as it lay against the bottom of the pages. In fact, there was so much room between the size of the cover and the size of the pages that crystal tucked right up into the gap when she set the book on end. It was a perfect fit.

"Oh my gosh, you guys! You cannot believe how worried I was! Are you all okay? The New Catholics didn't hurt you, did they? And people say they have some weird rituals there, like one that can split your soul in two? You guys are okay, aren't you?" Rose twisted around her seat to see the bubbly beautiful girl that just entered the restaurant, and was now attached to her fiance's arm. Without meaning to, she raised an eyebrow at them. Jericho noticed it, gently shrugging off Crescent's hold, his mouth twitching in amusement. "Rose, meet Crescent. CeeCee as we like to call her," Jericho said, clearly enjoying Rose’s reaction. Crescent didn't seem to mind, turning her attention to Rose, "Hello!

Narrative POV Dai and Lia step out of the elevator with their hands roaming over their bodies, breaking the intense kiss to unlock the door as they continue their assault on each others lips. Kicking off their shoe at the living room as they make out. Dai getting impatient, picks up Lia bridal style to the bedroom.

His hand shook just slightly around the knife. Nova’s heart pounded. “Stop it! You don’t know what you’re talking about!” The laugh came again, low and cruel. “Oh, I know everything. More than you, Nova. More than him.” Cruz growled weakly. “Stay… away… from them.” The voice softened, mockingly tender. “But why would I? When you’ve given me the perfect gift—your blood on the ground, your guard shattered, your woman trembling. This is the night your kingdom falls, Cruz Maddox.”

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She was wearing a silk robe and holding a tablet, looking like she had been awake for hours plotting her next social move. "You need to wear the blue tie," Helene said without looking up from her screen. "I'm not wearing a tie." She finally looked at me and sighed. "Dante, please. It is your first day at Cross Industries. You need to look like you belong there." "I don't belong there. Harlan forced me into this job so he could keep an eye on me." "Harlan gave you an opportunity," she corrected sharply. "Do not throw it away just because you want to be stubborn. You have a seat at the table now. All you have to do is play nice."

Adrien Cross’s hand wouldn’t stop shaking. The phone lit up his palm, the screen too bright in the dim office, and was stabbing at his eyes. The words stuck, twisting in his gut like glass he couldn’t spit out: Look closer, Adrien. The traitor’s already in your bed. He read it again, like maybe he had gotten it wrong. He hadn’t. His stomach twisted, heat crawled up his throat, his breath coming out rough like his chest had closed shut. He just stood there in the office.

I snapped at him pretending to be annoyed . "Sort yourself, on a more serious note you look so sober is it still about what happened?" He asked mouthing interest. "No nothing as that. I am just thinking in circles, I was thinking, do we actually star crossed each other to fall in love or for a different purpose, I remember the day I first met you, the smile on your face melted my heart but then when we met for the second time, you scowled at me, you were so mad at me, but still yet looking back at those moment that we ridicule each other, the way you despises me, more than anything else then give me a reason to believe that we made to end up with each other,

For three years, I used my family's mob ties and my own money to pave the way for Declan's crew. He was the boy I survived the streets with as a kid. But at this month's sit-down, his newly hired secretary, Roxy, tossed my casino ledgers and club records onto the table in front of all the guys. She accused me of skimming profits and slacking off. "These underground banks, these smuggling docks," she read the numbers out loud, her voice full of fake outrage. "Every time she bribes someone, she skims thousands of dollars! She's lining her own pockets." "I say the Boss strips her of her club manager title right now to save our cash flow." I glanced at Declan, the boss of the crew. He knew