Spicy Chapter In Fourth Wing Novels & Stories

I am grateful for the respite, as no one seems to be paying attention to me. I pull my cell phone out of my bag and open the Kindle app. It's still a while before class starts, so I want to read a chapter first. I duck my head and look at my phone as I devour the words on the screen. I started a book last night , and by all the saints, I think this book is going to tear me apart by the end. The main character goes through so much and then the supposed hero makes her suffer too. I must have cried about a million times, especially when I got to the part of the book about her past. I haven't even finished it yet and I feel like I already have a book hangover.

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“And spicy.” “You should have thought of that before serving me,” she replied coolly. I swallowed hard. I wanted to tell her I hadn’t cooked it that way. But the truth had never mattered here. “Keep drinking,” she ordered. “And stop whining.” I nodded again. Bracing myself, I lifted the bowl and forced myself to drink it all in one go. The spice scorched my tongue and scraped down my throat like fire, my eyes watering as my stomach twisted violently. The salt made nausea rise fast and sharp, and I had to fight the urge to retch.

Just a swirling black hole. It looked like a portal. A gateway to Nekromel, if Uncle Pete was right. There was a flash of light from the horizon. “The spires,” shouted Cheng. Peter had activated the weapon. Were we about to be vaporised? There seemed only one way out. “Jump,” I screamed. I grabbed Jenny’s hand and jumped. End of Book Four If you enjoyed this book and would like to support the author please leave a review on the site where you got your copy or on Goodreads.

The good inside me that only she gives me flicks out like a candle, leaving nothing but the empty abyss of my heart. Before my mind can catch up with what I’m doing, my hands are already on her body helping her get dressed. I’m not gentle or kind; my anger bleeds into every touch that she fights against me. It’s the closest I have been to her in days; those sparks shock both of us every time our skin touches. Stacey gasps every time my hand meets her skin before scrunching up her face to shove me off of her. Of course, my pumpkin thinks I’m using the sparks on purpose to hurt her; her eyes blaze silver of her wolf.

There was something about him that drew me in, something that made me want to know him on a deeper level. And so, as we lay there, our bodies entwined and our hearts beating in time, I knew that this was just the beginning of our story. The aftertaste of chili flakes lingered on my tongue, a faint echo of the inferno that had just raged between Spencer and me. It wasn’t the first time we’d used a little spice to liven things up, but this time, the heat seemed to linger in the air long after our bodies had cooled. Spencer, however, wasn’t finished fanning the flames. He lay sprawled on the bed, a picture of post-coital smugness. “Thanks for that,” he said, his voice dripping with something fa

she screeches. "Protecting you!" I roar back, my eyes scanning the wisps. The wisps are closing in, their cold breath sending shivers down my spine. I can feel their anger pulsing through the air like an electric current. We stand side by side, ready to take on the wisps. I can see the determination in Winter's eyes, the same kind of determination that made me fall in love with her in the first place. The wisps close in, their eerie whispers filling my head. I can feel their cold breath on my skin as I slash and cut at them with my claws. They're strong, much stronger than before, but I refuse to give in. I won't let them hurt Winter.

Ashley wiped her eyes and her lips curved into a huge grin. She strutted out of bed and sat on the floor to enjoy the hot spicy chicken. Jason saw her excitement and smiled intensely. Ashley took the first bite as Jason watched her to see her reaction whether it was sweet and spicy like she requested. But she ate the first bite and frowned. She shifted the plates away. " This isn't spicy, I won't eat it" Her expression was mixed with sadness and slight irritation. "What, seriously?" Jason took one part of the chicken, that was the wings. The chicken had different parts. As he took a bite, he spit it out immediately because it was too spicy and he hated spicy foods. He gulped down a whole gla

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Tristan murmured. "What is Phase Four?" Tristan watched the ocean churn. "Phase Four," he said darkly, "is figuring out how to kill a ghost without killing the woman inside." He squeezed her hand. "And teaching you how to act like a General. Because the revolution just started." End of Chapter 24