Sylvia Day Crossfire Novel Novels & Stories

Cross hissed, ignoring her words as his eyes scanned her body, his mind playing out scenarios that shattered his restraint. Rosa reached for his face, cupping it. "Look at me, Cross. Nothing happened. I started a fire to escape him. You know I would never let him have me. Not when I belong to you." But Cross was spiraling. His emotions raged inside him like a hurricane, tearing through reason. All he could think about was Zod’s hands on her, Zod’s scent covering her body. His hands gripped her waist tightly as he pressed his forehead to hers.

The grieving mother from the settlement pressed one hand to her mouth. “Marcus Vale.” A man beside her lowered his head. “Selene Cross.” A young girl began crying quietly. Mary Ann read each name carefully. She did not rush. After every group of ten, she paused long enough for families to breathe. Then she read Mooncrest’s dead. “Arian Holt.” “Lydia Wynn.” “Samson Reed.” The fire grew higher. Dark cedar and pale birch burned together. No one could separate the smoke from one pack and the smoke from the other.

Suddenly, a firm hand gripped her head, cutting off her thoughts— And then— ~FSHUUUUU!~ “ARGGHHHHHH!!!” Heat seared through her head as the hand that held her burned through her hair and began to dig into her flesh. Smoke came out of her burning skin as simmering sounds echoed within the room. “STOOOOPP! I’LL TAAALLLK! I’ll… I’ll talk…” As the searing heat ceased, Sylvia was left with the lingering sensation of burning, both physical and mental.

- I just finished my homework only to suddenly remember that I have a project with the devil that is due in three days. I refuse to work with her out of school. Who knows what her intentions are. My phone begins to ring from my night table effectively cutting off my thoughts. I reach over and unplug the device before sliding the 'accept' button and waiting for the video chat to connect. As it connects I'm met with the face of Faith. "How did your talk with Aurelia go?" She asks, skipping the greetings "Nice to see you too, Faith" I say with a small laugh as I lean my back against my headboard

Emiliar sighed. "Sylvia!"She embraced her. Sylvia was still in a daze but she hugged her more tightly. She has her memory back, Israel made her. And all her brain told her at this moment is that she was with her blood. She was with her lost daughter. She was distracted by the sight afar, the rain of fire caused her to gasp aloud in shock. "Daughter, look!" Emiliar was shocked at the horrible sight beyond. Thousands of demons burning in flames. She helped Sylvia up and joined the other soldiers. She saw Claire and the others at a corner, they had wary looks on their faces. Claire screamed on seeing her.

The fire roared toward him. “GO!” Jackson shouted. “Savannah, MOVE!” “NO!” She reached for him, tears blurring her vision. “I am not leaving you!” The heat surged upward, blistering. Cole cursed, dragging at her arm. “Savannah, the pressure !” “I DON’T CARE!” Jackson threw himself upward, grabbing the frame of the opening. Flames licked at his boots as the explosion below sent another blast shooting upward. Savannah lunged forward Their hands collided fingers locking in a bruising grip

The flames grew and emitted the darkest smoke when the shadow vampires fanned it and threw more wood and coals into it. Minly cried and asked for forgiveness but Skotieno was deaf to the sound of her agony and threw her close to the fire. Minly tried to run away but the shadow vampires surrounding her immediately pointed their spears at her. Minly was in chains, trapped by these merciless vampires, and all she could do is walk her back toward the crackling call of the flames. The flames of her unfortunate death, ready to burn her soul. “AHHH FUCK!” Minly screamed when she felt a spear stabbing her shoulder, pushing her to the flames. “PLEASE! I CAN FIND THE ONE WHO DID THIS, I HAVE FOUND AN

He'll never reach me in time. He yells and I smile. Whatever he says, it's too late. I dive. The wind slides over my flesh and the burning sensation takes hold of me again. It builds and it feels as if my entire body is eaten by flames. The pain stops my breath. I've almost died of cancer, crossed realms, and been cast aside by a dragon. I can handle pain.

SARAH I move closer to the intoxicating scent around me. It smells so familiar, but I can't place where I've smelled it before. It smells so good that I don't even want to open my eyes to check where it's coming from. It calms my heart and makes me want to spend the whole day wrapped around it. I let out a sigh and feel my breath bounce back against my face. That's odd; why did that happen? I slowly open my eyes to find out what's wrong. My eyes widen as I come face to face with a rock-hard chest. I quickly check my body to ensure I didn't do what I think I might have done. I know I drank a lot last night, but I am not one to have a drunken one-night stand. A breath of relief escapes me once

"It's a good thing Jacob is gullible. He believed you were in Manhattan even though you didn't return to your aunt's house. But did you shut up the Langham family's driver? Don't let them get a chance to attack you." "Take it easy, I always know what to do before moving forward." At the other end, Ursula let out a long sigh. "You're always playing with fire, Celine. Aren't you ever afraid of getting burned?" "I was already burnt before I even started this, Sula." Celine leaned back comfortably on the chair she was sitting on. Her eyes gazed at the road that seemed to be deserted. The driver who drove her chose to enter the freeway in order to quickly arrive at the place Celine wanted to go.