Novel & Cerita Love That Burns Against Fate

I trembled and glared at her. During the first four tries, I had gone into the operating room full of hope, only to be told that the match failed. I coughed up blood every night, and I lost large clumps of hair. I only thought that I was unlucky, but this was all because Seth and Julius wanted to take revenge for Jody. Hate burned in my heart. Out of nowhere, I gained strength and lunged at Jody like a mad woman to grab her neck. “Die!” Jody was not expecting me to suddenly attack her, and she fell on the floor. “Help! Elena lost her mind! Julius, Seth, help me!”

The warmth wrapped around me like a shield. Somewhere far away, in his glass fortress of shadows, I knew Malachai was seething. He would try again, maybe. But he would never get in. Because he didn’t understand what he was fighting. He thought he was facing a weak human heart. He was wrong. He was facing the mind of fire—the kind that doesn’t burn for destruction, but for love. And love, once awakened, cannot be conquered.

Eli said hoarsely. “You think this is love?” Venita spat. “Real love doesn’t tear families apart. It doesn’t kill.” That word hit Eli like a slap. He staggered back, and for the first time, he looked at Adrian with something close to fear… not of him, but because of what their love had cost. “I…” Eli choked, but the words wouldn’t come. “Eli,” Adrian said softly. “Maybe she’s right.” “No. Don’t…don’t do this.”

He didn’t deserve my compassion; I doubted he would show me any. I wanted his dreams to burn. Beads of sweat began to form all over my body as the temperature in the room increased. I watched the tram move away and all I could think about was his goals burning to ash. I could see it smoke pillowing out, machines melting, paper burning. It brought a smile to my face. I imagined the look on his face as he watched his dreams burn. I hoped it stung, I hoped he knew he didn’t deserve his happy ending. The tram halts in its tracks, unable to fight the flames any longer. Burn, Burn, Burn I chant in my head. Demanding to see it turn into nothing more but a pile of melted metal. Part of me wished he

“Then I’ll turn the curse on you.” He leaned down, so close I could feel the cold of him sinking into my skin. “You’ll try. And in trying, you’ll become exactly what you fear. I’ve seen it. I’ve seen you, years from now. Crowned in bone, your daughter at your feet, your lover broken by your hand. You don’t escape your fate, girl. You inherit it.” My stomach lurched. His words struck deeper than any blade. My hands shook—not from fear, but fury. “Then I’ll burn fate itself before I let it claim me.”

Her head fell back in a gesture of abandonment, and she yielded herself up to him completely, without reservation. Warmth began to spread through her, a slow burn that made her fingers tingle and toes curl. She could feel the heat travel down her spine, to the tips of her fingers and toes. And without another thought, Doris leaned forward, her fingers eager to touch, to explore the expanse of skin stretched out before her. It was like a spark had been lit within her, and she couldn't help but let it burn.

I am currently lying down on my bed, wearing my sexy lingerie while waiting for him. Today is our anniversary, so I rolled around my bed because I am so excited about tonight’s celebration. And then after a few moments, I could hear someone pressing the passcode on the door’s lock. I stopped rolling on the bed and got off of it. I checked out myself in front of the mirror. “I am so beautiful and sexy! Hahaha, of course, this is Maddie Oh! The most popular celebrity in the world!” I spoke to myself. I am so proud of my achievement! I stopped grinning and remembered that werewolf. That werewolf who killed my loved ones! I chose to become an actress so that I can find him and seek justice. I wi

Burning for her in a fire that I don't think I could be able to ever fucking extinguish, burning for her madly, crazily, yet again looking at her drop dead sexy picture was the only cure that could ignite the hate within me to that good for nothing bastard billionaire and make me want to have her to myself the more. Burning for her, even though I failed last time to make her mine, still I would never stop trying cause she, like the air was something I needed for myself alone. "MYSELF ALONE, NO SHITTY BODY ELSE." "NO...NO... FUCKING...FUCKING BODY"

"So if you could just marry us, we'll be on our way." The Priest shook his head vehemently. "I will not!" Sean glared at the man. "Very well." He turned towards me, still holding Anya's hand in his. "Nova,” he said. "I, Beta Sean, reject you as my mate and denounce our bonds given by the Moon Goddess. I no longer have any obligation to you." Every shred of hope and control I had left disappeared as my knees buckled and I slid to the floor, crying. My dad went for Sean again, and the church burst into commotion as men struggled to stop the fight.

He was certain I would let him into the car, so he tried the door again. Once he realized it was still locked, he slammed his hand against the window in fury. "I already took the initiative to come and see you, Vivian! What more do you want? I'm already compromising for your sake. Don't expect me to do anything more." I merely found the situation laughable. I couldn't figure out why I'd fallen in love with such a narcissist. Without even bothering to respond to Harrison, I stepped on the accelerator and drove off, leaving him in the dust.