Let It Burn Let It Burn Let It Burn Novels & Stories

Now, I have turned those cinders into a blade. Bennett did not lose hope, desperate to hit back after losing everything. "You think you're the winner?" The email attachment showed my face crudely edited onto explicit images, with the backdrop of our family's hotel, sent to every young member of the prominent families.

And the things I was willing to do to make that happen? They might ruin us both—and I’d burn happily for it.

Something burned inside my veins like a venom, something which I couldn't point out. My jaw clenched tight. My hand tightened around the steering wheel. Just pray, Lisa. Pray it was no one important. Pray you were not laughing for another man. Because I am not enjoying this feeling. Not fucking one bit!

Just once. “Let the world burn.”

"I don't believe in miracles anymore, Ben. I believe in stubbornly refusing to die. There's a difference." "Is there?" he asked, his voice softer now. "Sometimes I think your stubborn refusal to give up is the closest thing to a miracle I've seen since The Burning." The mention of The Burning made my chest tighten, as it always did. The memories were still too fresh, too raw. I could still smell the smoke, hear the screms, see the sky turning that terrible shade of orange as the world caught fire. I pushed the thoughts away, focusing instead on putting one foot in front of the other.

"El, this looks like a college student's study guide, not a... whatever this is. A relationship rotation? An itinerary for mutual destruction?" "Don't call it that," Elena said, her cheeks burning instantly. She dropped the phone back into her bag, the zipper catching for a second because her fingers were trembling so badly. "I don't have a choice. Yesterday my brain completely scrambled when I was trying to talk about plans. If I don't have a hard rule about what day it is, I’m going to say the wrong name or show up at the wrong house. I'm serious. I can't trust my own head right now."

“You’re still going to fall for her lies? She’s threatening to kill herself because she knows you care about her. I can bet my entire savings that she’d never jump!” As I watched their complicated expressions, I smiled. “Final countdown: three, two, one…” I spread my arms and fell back without hesitation. The howling wind filled my ears, along with hysterical screams. “No!!!”

I didn't want to be number two,never have I and never will I be. "What the hell is this." I screamed out shooting daggers at them all." The my father pay you all to make the company number two. It's shows you all are incompetent to work that's why the company is number two instead of number one. I'm going to give all of you one last chance to make our company sales rise on the stock market,and our value increase,once am back from my trip to Spain and this chart are still the same you are all fire. All the hod present here make sure your teams are being useful or else you are gone along side them. Have a good day" I said to them all.

The guide asked. Josh hesitated for a second. Isn’t this the end of the game? He looked at the two scared girls behind him. Lola’s fear was obvious while Aria was trying to act brave but he knew that she was also scared at that instant. Josh looked down at the paper in his hand. “Who makes it, does not need it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Those who use it can neither make nor buy it. What is it?.” It only had the words of the riddle written on it and nothing else to help them out. “Yes please.” Josh decided.

Atlanta’s skyline disappeared. “Just get her to the party, dude! And don’t do none of your funny business or… or you and I are gonna go at it!” “‘Go at it?’” Wyatt chuckled. “Who are you? The Godfather?” He had a hard time taking Benjamin seriously with his hair mimicking electrotherapy. “Listen, Ben, you’re making too much of this. I can control myself. Besides, I haven’t said I’d do it.” “Of course, you’ll do it. You have to. You practically promised Estelle. And you will control yourself.”