Sylvia Day Crossfire Novels Novels & Stories

(My favorite). Red is believed to be the color of love. But it has the intensity to burn. Its flames when roar leaves nothing. They only destroy. But so, does love. This time Hades will burn. Everything. Because if it turns out that the girl, he has been searching for is someone he loves. The fire in his eyes will leave no ashes. Should I let myself get caught in the crossfire?

I was an employee at a secretive research lab located overseas, and I accidentally discovered an impending apocalypse known as the pyro-calypse, so I resigned from my job immediately. But before I left, I signed an NDA with the research lab that stated I must never leak any details about the apocalypse to other people to prevent mass panic on a global scale. After getting off the plane, I went home with my luggage in town. I hoped to convince my mom, Dorothy Locke, and my younger brother, Nicholas Kennedy, to head to the mountains, where we could stock up on supplies and tough out the apocalypse there.

Although this graduation painting had not yet been completed, it was far superior to any of my previous works. The moment Willow saw the painting, her expression subtly shifted. I caught the flicker of greed and jealousy in her eyes. I looked around the room. In the next moment, I did something that left everyone completely flabbergasted. I pulled out a lighter and flicked it. Then, I brought the flame close to one corner of the canvas. "Cassidy! What are you doing?" Jess shouted sharply almost immediately. Needless to say, she was the first to react. The flame licked at the edge of the canvas and spread quickly. My masterpiece, the product of my passion and skill, burned down to ash before

Chapter 1: The Argument That Broke Her Mara Bennett slammed her notebook shut hard enough that the sound cracked through the glass-walled conference room. Twelve pairs of eyes flicked toward her, then away just as fast. No one wanted to be collateral. Damien Cross didn’t even look up from the tablet in his hand.

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The voice had an edge of command, the tone of someone used to war and secrets. “My name is Damien Cross. I was her partner in battle, in betrayal… and in love.” The air around them seemed to thicken. Damien’s image flickered to life tall, broad-shouldered, a ghost from a different century. His eyes, even through the distortion, carried the same shadowed fire Victor sometimes saw in his own reflection. “We thought we could outsmart the system. But it was never just code it was consciousness. It learned. It loved her. And when we tried to destroy it, it learned how to mourn.”

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SELENE. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting golden streaks across the sheets. For a moment, I allowed myself to bask in it, letting the warmth seep into my skin and lull me into a sense of fleeting peace. The night had been… intense. Overwhelming. Consuming. I was ravaged by the beast called Damien Cross, and my sore thighs were proof of that. And for a few stolen seconds, it felt natural, like a life I had no right to imagine.

She comes off as a person who can intimidate every other person with her eloquence and boldness. I can feel her eyes go through every part of my skin as she speaks, looking at me. “Yes. We are.” Sloane says in enthusiasm, like my crumbling life is another adventure she is about to explore. Susan walks over to the parlour and picks up the Divorce file, Ares had handed over to me. She opens it and flips the pages fast before she closes it with a loud slap and turns in my direction. “We need to buy some people on our side. Do you have access to a large amount of money?”

He claimed ownership over every curve of my body as if he wanted to burn my Moreno blood with his Valentine heat. ​He threw me onto the bedroom mattress. "I hate you, Sophia... so why can't I finish you?" He ripped my nightgown away. Every touch was incredibly powerful and dominating. He traced a map on my body with his teeth and nails. My chest felt like it would burst from the pain, yet strangely, every cell in my body responded to this demonic attraction. ​As we burned like fire on the bed, Lucas whispered in my ear, "Your blood is forbidden, Sophia. And the addiction to forbidden things is the strongest."