Novel & Cerita Sylvia Day The Crossfire Series

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.

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“Im so sorry! Im so sorry! Please forgive me!” I was dumbfounded, and exchanged a glance with Mikael. He looked just as confused ad I was. It took some time to calm her down and when I did, we got the full story. She was shaking and clinging to me, tears rolling down her cheeks. “He tried to kill me. He’s ruined my life,” Daya’s shaky voice didn’t bring any feelings of sympathy to me. Instead it brought anger. She continued to speak, telling the sordid tale of how Cross quickly changed his personality and began to act more brutally towards her after I had escaped and gotten my freedom.

Xavier Galvan's first love, Winter Singleton, happens to return to the country on the same day our daughter, Tina Galvan, is diagnosed with a heart condition. I wait helplessly with my five-year-old Tina at the hospital for her results. Meanwhile, Xavier drives to the airport to pick up Winter and her son, Ian Becker, just so that he can feel like he has a father to pick them up. I sign the surgery consent form alone while sitting by Tina's hospital bed. Meanwhile, Xavier takes Winter shopping at the mall and even picks out a birthday present for his newly-appointed "godson". On the day of Tina's surgery, just before she's wheeled into the theater, she grabs Xavier's sleeve tightly, refus

Crying, I said, “No! Little Sophia, you come with us too!” Lucas held my hand tightly. “Sophia, we have to go. Her system is overloaded now. She is sacrificing herself for us.” Lucas lifted me in his arms. Breaking through the roof of the bunker, we flew toward the sky again. Looking down, I saw a massive blue explosion swallow the entire mountain. Aunt, all of Edward’s laboratory data, and little Sophia—everything disappeared under the fire. We floated high in the gentle light of dawn. Lucas brought me down onto the shore of a calm sea.

She grabbed a bottle and smashed it against the back of Aunt Tiffany's head. "This is my family's business, Tiffany! Stay out of it!" she yelled. Glass shattered across the floor. Aunt Tiffany cried out while clutching the back of her head, blood dripping down the floor. Everyone rushed forward to check on her. But Mom quietly grabbed the lighter and lit the envelope on fire. The moment the flame touched the alcohol-soaked envelope, it surged and devoured the paper in seconds. In the flickering light, Mom's face was flushed as she giggled. "See that? What I say goes in this house. Both of them listen to me. Frank better get into Horvard next time and make me proud!"

“You’re going to fix it.” She almost laughed again. “Fix it? Damon, there is no fixing this. The Crosses are everywhere—media, law, finance. The only thing to do now is ride it out and pray they get bored.” But even as she said it, she didn’t believe it. The Cross family didn’t get bored. They got even.

As he spoke, his hand inched toward my chest. "What did you stuff in there? They look pretty real. Could it be silicone?" His words and actions lit a fire of rage inside me. To make things worse, the masculine scent he gave off stirred something primal inside me. Before I could stop it, a wave of desire surged, threatening to consume every part of me. I shoved Morgan aside, desperate to get away. But my legs gave out, and darkness quickly swallowed my vision. Meanwhile, Morgan assumed I was just playing hard to get. He grabbed my wrist, refusing to let go.

Pain shoots through my bones, and tears pierce the corners of my eyes. I hear footsteps coming from the hallway, but before I know it, the bitch is on the floor too, screaming and writhing. Ares appears and only takes in the scene in one flimsy second before stalking closer to us. He doesn’t rush to our aid. Instead, he looks at me accusingly. “What did you do, Annika?” Ares questions, positioning himself between me and her. I shake my head exasperatedly, hoping that this time, he believes me. But hope has been nonexistent since I got married to Ares Brooker. "Nothing," I answer through clenched teeth. "She pushed me."