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He put his hands on his head. Helena crawled over. “They have to get them out. They have to… my babies.’” Flynn swallowed hard, his throat thick with emotion. He sat on the ground, tears in his eyes while the firefighters fought to put out the fire but it was too late. *** That same evening at a hotel, Tinashe put away his laptop while Judith watched a movie on N*****x lying on the bed. He walked over to her staring at her. She smiled turning her attention to him.

“Let’s see how long your fire burns, little star.” Headmaster Nocturne POV The fire in my hearth crackled, but I barely felt the warmth. My eyes were locked on the ward matrix hovering above my desk, a spiderweb of violet threads marking every corridor of the east wing, pulsing faintly with protective magic. Rowyn Vale’s hall glowed like a loaded crossbow, every inch warded to hell and back. If any faculty member stepped foot near her quarters, I’d know instantly. No more mistakes. No more fucking chances. One wrong move and the trap would snap shut.

He fell backwards down the stairs holding his head and screamed. The witch was behind me and I felt her as she tried to penetrate my mind. I felt the pain and it took me down to one knee. I looked up as Bryan shot another man point-blank in his face. I didn’t have much time before she overpowered me. He aimed the gun at the witch but it only clicked, the click drew her attention and she concentrated her pain on Bryan. He sank to the floor on his knees and I looked directly at her. “Ek brenna efri sál blár logi,” I shouted in my mind and the green flames in my hands burned a bright blue. I kept saying the words until the blue flames covered me and then disappeared as she started screaming as

they asked me, as if it were impossible for someone not to know what was happening. “And I just arrived in town, you know. My fiancé and I were on a retreat, and we couldn't keep our cell phones. You know how these men are; they think the internet is a waste of time and stuff,” I said to them with a slight smile. “I understand, but it was fire around here last weekend, you see,” one of them replied. “With Kris' heavy exposed and everything. You should see it,” the other said with a laugh. “Oh, my God... I feel so sorry for Amber...” I said with a heavy heart that I didn't know that my daughter was going through such a difficult time. She must definitely need me...

Damn her body for always responding so readily to him. Firelight caressed the leather cuffs and some kind of rope held in his giant fist. He bent over and captured one of her ankles. Claudia gave a token effort to pull her ankle back but he held her fast. She heard the click as the leather cuff locked over the delicate bones of her ankle. The slither of sturdy rope over her calf caused her to shiver. He moved it off her skin with a brush of his fingers and proceeded to trap her other ankle.

“Tell me. How has your recovery been in the last few days? What memories have you regained? Have you reconnected to anyone you know?” “Fine, none and not really, unless you count the doorman in my apartment building,” his reply was dry, but Dr. Temple laughed heartily, touching his injured wrist with the tips of her fingers. As subtly as he could, he pulled his wrist away. He wasn’t sure if the burn was because of her touch in particular or if it was just the injury itself, but he found the sensation unbearable. She narrowed her reddish-brown eyes at him for a moment and then resumed her eerie smiling expression.

First, he needs to protect the children. He turned to the officer. "Tell the media about this new incident. Ask them to tell everyone to stay indoors and be vigilant. Until this man is caught, no one is safe. Gather the rest of the men and make sure you block every exit out of the city. Apprehend him on the spot. If he proves stubborn, shoot at sight," Alex gave his orders. "Okay sir," the officer saluted and left. Alex brought out his phone and dialed his wife's number.

My eyebrows furrow. "if you notice in the first video" Davinia splits the screen and pulls up the first video. She zooms in on the man, on his wrist. "He was wearing a watch but after he got into the building" she plays the video and paused it when the man walks out. She zooms in on his wrist. "No wristwatch"

Lucy’s voice filtered in from the living room. My brow furrowed and I got up, leaving my project mostly done. Hector’s brow was furrowed as he walked by me. He headed down the stairs but not before patting me on the shoulder on his way by. I skipped the last stair as I headed into the living room. Felix turned on the TV as Bryan and Vale walked in from outside. The news station was covering a fire live. The smoke billowing from the building was black and the flames were so high I was surprised that the camera crew were so close.

He lies, promises fake futures, and when he gets bored, he throws them away. Lisa doesn’t see it. And why would she? She looks at the world like it’s not out to get her. She could make any man fall for her, especially someone pathetic enough to rely on flattery like Brooke. But he isn’t getting near her. Not when I’m in the picture. If I can’t have her, no one will. Call me a selfish bastard, I don’t care. I wear that title like a crown. Then came the moment I could get the reason to fire her. She stared at me with fire in her eyes. Not fear. Not submission. Fire.