Sylvia Day Crossfire Series Novels & Stories

saw the blaze of fire burning extremely bright and not moving. As soon as he saw the beautiful Amber glow next to the fire he knew that had to be Violet and ran towards it. He ran as fast as could to get to Violet before it was to late again. Before they knew it Jay ran right into the middle of the fire. Stopping in the middle of the fire upon seeing Violets glowing amber face. As soon as Violet saw him she became very blue, stricken with complete terror that Jay was going to be burnt to nothing by the flames she begun weeping, and the flames all turned to a Jade Blue and started healing the plants and kept Jay from burning. I took off after seeing Jay, I need to learn to control the blue f

I was Arianna, and I was also Serafina. Ever since I learned Salvatore had betrayed me, I had been in touch with Vincenzo. The day the fire broke out, he hauled himself up to my window. With one arm, he dragged me from the flames, and with the other, he spoke coldly into his earpiece. "Do it. Make the switch." They had prepared a fake corpse and had already swapped the DNA report. While Salvatore fell to his knees amid the charred ruins, breaking down in despair, I was being taken to a hidden villa by the sea.

“A public burning. Meant to humiliate you. To erase you.” My hands curl into fists. “And you looked at her,” Lazriel says softly, “and you called her Flame.” The word hits me like a blow to the chest. I feel it again, my voice cracking through the smoke, the way it tore out of me without thought. Lazriel nods. “That was it. That was the fracture. Her power surged. Not enough for Sariyah to notice. Enough for her to feel something was wrong.” My throat tightens painfully.

Gaetano screamed. “It’s my turn to make you suffer. You killed my baby, so I’ve killed your son. And now, I will make sure you will witness the death of your wife.” My voice was calm and steady as I spoke to him. “My dear father, you were playing with The Devil’s Fire. And you’re about to get burned.” I gave him a vicious smile. “I want him outside, tied to a pole.” I said to Damiano. “Your wish is my command, mia Donna.” Damiano looked at Gaetano with a sinister look, and for once, I think Damiano was curious to see what I had planned.

Grave Groaning, I pulled the blonde closer, thrusting harder while she moaned beneath me, nails dragging down my chest. Her legs trembled around my waist, but it wasn’t enough. None of it was enough. Because she wasn’t her. Every damn time I closed my eyes, all I saw was Lyra Cross. Her mouth. Her attitude. Those dangerous fucking eyes. I knew we were playing a reckless game, but I couldn’t stop myself from wanting more. The girl was poison and danger, and it intrigued me. It’s only natural I love danger.

Ivy’s fingers trembled as she held Damon’s picture. His sharp jawline, icy eyes, and emotionless expression made her throat tighten. Even in a photo, he radiated power and danger. He wasn’t just a threat—he was the threat. “I… I don’t know, KJ. This is insane. What if he finds out I’m not Selena?” Ivy whispered. KJ leaned against a dusty chair, arms crossed, amusement in his eyes. “He won’t. Selena was declared dead in a fire two years ago. No body, only ashes. Some think she died, others that she escaped.”

"Spare me." She stubbornly stuffed the bouquet into my hands. "I've been thinking, and if there's one thing I could take back, it was sabotaging your pens. Still, we're very lucky it only ended up backfiring on Johnny and me. Seamus, I'm sorry, I really am." My mind wandered off again. I was taken back to the day I made that call to the future. The mere mention of Zoe's name filled the future me with enough fury to carpet bomb a whole city and then some. Unbeknownst to her, her sabotage did work in another timeline, and the other me had suffered for it.

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

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