Novel & Cerita Nothing Burns As Bright As You

she asked. I'm.....I'm sorry ma'am, I... I...was putting the room in order she muttered. "Sorry for yourself, you silly fool, next time u act slow, I promise I'm gonna fire your ass off, understood?" She asked. "Now go clean the stairs and be fast about it," she commanded.

"It does." The fire did its warm work. Outside the Cardiff window the December night was gentle and green and the street lights were doing their specific winter amber, and in the houses along the street the lights and the warmth were doing the same things they had been doing in December in Cardiff for as long as December had been in Cardiff, which was a long time.

Silence. Then Damian's voice cut through—cold, final. "Continue. Otherwise, she'll never learn." 'Never learn?' So that's it. My defiance, my pain, my reasons—none of it matters. He just wants obedience. The freezing water burned like fire, searing her skin, her chest. A deeper despair hit—worse than the pain. Tears slipped into the water, quiet, unnoticed. She couldn't hold on anymore. Darkness closed in. Her body went slack, sinking under the blood-stained water.

It was funny how I'd been kept in the dark for five years, as I'd fallen for her claim of wanting to keep a low profile again and again. It wasn't that she didn't want to celebrate it. It was that I didn't deserve to be celebrated. With my eyelids drooping and my breathing growing faint, the paramedic started crying out of desperation. Seeing how bloody I was and how close I was to death, she borrowed an electric scooter from a kind stranger and rushed me out of the ambulance. We were so close to the venue that I even heard Brandon ask, "Babe, what's that thing on the scooter? It's gross…"

"Your father is a hero. You're not." Her voice dropped even colder. "Emmett nearly died in that fire, and you still have the audacity to bring up your father?"

No mercy. Only fire.

I'm going to need it to get through tonight. Once the burning goes away, I open my eyes again. Bruno’s face is priceless. "You're driving." I say, holding back a cough. To be fair, it wasn't targeted. He is the only other one who can drive stick well enough to get us home after this place is struck with disaster tonight. It's about five minutes until Nara’s show. I had two more drinks that I only just started to feel. Stella took her to the back to get a better outfit.

I hoped he was right, “someone is going to get hurt either way.” “If we get the crystal, you can travel back to before Ben caught you and hopefully you can make things right” Tyler said told me, “but I’m beat, goodnight sis.” I sit at the fire for a while by myself. This forest is quiet, even at night there are no crickets chirping. The fire begins to dance almost as if it’s trying to paint a picture for me. The flames look like people hanging in cages. Am I losing my mind? I shake my head and the fire is back to normal. The forest is playing tricks on me, I better get some sleep too.

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

Show me why she chose you. The world burns white.