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THIRTY-NINE
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Love's Inferno: When Fire Meets Ice FORTY
LATER THAT day as the setting sun bathed the driveway in a warm, golden glow, Brad pulled up and was immediately struck by the sight of Doris' shiny new car—a sleek and stylish number that had clearly been through the wringer. A deep gash marred the otherwise pristine paint job as if the vehicle had been slashed by some vengeful wild feline with claws of steel. Perplexed, Brad jumped out of his car and approached the damaged vehicle, running his hand along the jagged edge of the gash. "Whoa!" He muttered under his breath. "What in the world happened to her car?" He furrowed his brow as he tried to imagine what could have caused such a scar—a hit-and-run, a run-in with a mailbox, or perhaps even a very disgruntled rival. With a sigh and a shake of his head, he decided to save the sleuthing for later. For now, he had more pressing matters to deal with. Instead of walking into the main building, he made it straight for Doris' apartment and pushed the doorbell. The ea
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"YOU'VE GOT announcement to make?" Zachary Bruce asked, wiggling his brows at his son. "About what?" Brad asked, feigning ignorance. "About 'sweetheart' just now," Zachary replied, gesturing toward the door Evelyn had just left while the others nodded to second Zachary's words. Blood crept up Brad's cheeks. "Come on, dad. Knock it off." "No, no, Brad!" Pierre said in his thick French accent. "Really, share with us the good news, 'cause there's obviously something going on between you two." "Yeah, like, hell, Brad, the last time any woman called you sweetheart was you-know-who?" Clement asserted His ex-wife was literally Lord Voldemort to The Bruces clan ‘She who must not be named’. . . and he preferred it that way. "Come on, guys. We're just friends," he hurriedly said, then hoping to head off any explanations, he asked, "Who's in for a game of pool?" But that didn't work. "Yeah, right. Friends indeed," Caleb interjected sneeringly. "I said the sa
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HALLOWEEN CAME just as quickly as everyone anticipated it and the Halloween Party was already moving in full speed ahead at Nora and Max's school. There was an activity assigned to a few nominated kids to make the event even more entertaining and each group with the highest attendance votes by other kids stood a chance of winning a prize. Therefore, Nora, the team leader of the "Scary Story Booth" was doing everything in her power to make her temporary occupation strive along with her team members: Max, Ethan, Laura, and a few other kids from the first grade who were handing out candies as she narrated the story. Nora, dressed in a witch costume waved her hands, motioning to the kids around. "Gather around, folks," she called in her best eerie tone as a few kids began to cluster around their booth. "Let me tell you a tale of the Unfortunate Witch Hunt." "Once upon a time, back in the olden days, witches dwelled harmoniously amongst humans, practicing magic that was be
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A DARK sense of foreboding hung in the air like a shroud, the eerie quiet broken only by the sound of their footsteps. The hallway was a stark contrast to the brightness outside, the closed classroom doors and windows shrouding them in shadows. The only light came from the harsh fluorescent bulbs overhead, casting a sickly glow across the linoleum floor. Even the silence felt ominous as if they were walking through a tomb rather than a school. Every nerve was on edge, every hair on the back of their necks standing on end. The children hurried along, their eyes darting from side to side, searching for any sign of movement in the shadows. Lena shivered, wishing she had never gotten involved in this mess. "Geez! It's so eerie in here," she muttered as she picked up her pace, scurrying to keep up with the others. "Why is so quiet?" Gina rolled her eyes. "Uh, because everyone is at the Halloween party?" She snapped, the irritation in her voice was palpable. "What did you exp
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ALONE AND bored, Doris had her home stereo turned up to full blast as she danced to the rhythm of the popular song, singing along at the top of her lungs. So absorbed was she in her music that she didn't hear her phone ringing, not until the fifth ring. Even then, she almost ignored it, but something made her pick it up. "Hello?" she said, her voice hesitant. The number was unknown and she wasn't sure who was on the other end of the line. Just as she expected, an unfamiliar voice came through the phone, "Hello, am I speaking with Doris Evans?" It was a man's voice, Doris noted. One she couldn't place. She racked her brain, fishing for a recollection but she came up empty. She switched her phone to the other ear. "Uh. . . yes, this is Doris Evans," she said, her voice wavering with uncertainty. "Who am I speaking with?" "Oh! This is Daniel Vincent speaking," he announced, sounding a bit hesitant himself. "The guy who grazed your car a couple of weeks ago?" Dor
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"LANA. . .?!" Doris' eyes were wide, and her mouth hung open in shock. It was Brad's sister, Lana Bruce. Lana closed the remaining distance between them. Her countenance was identical to Doris'. "Doris, What. . . what are you doing here?" She stammered. Doris' face broke into a small smile. "Well, I just got enrolled for this class," she answered. "What are about you? What are you going here?" Doris was most certain Lana shouldn't be here at this time. She should be at the firm, or in the court defending her client. From the little she knew about them, The Bruces were nothing but serious when it came to their field of work. Take Brad for an example. That man was MAD when it came to work. Lana chuckled, a little too nervously. "I'm the temporary instructor for this class!" Doris' features froze for the second time that day. "You're what? Shouldn't you be at the Law firm? Do your family even know you're here?" Lana scratched the back of her neck. "W
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THE WEEKEND was finally here, and the sun hung low in the sky as Doris made her way to the main building. A mischievous grin played across her lips as she imagined all the ways she could torment Brad. And of course, she couldn't forget about Mrs. Hopkins' cooking. The thought of her creamy, delicious sauces and perfectly seasoned dishes made her mouth water. She quickened her step, eager to get started on her devious plan. Nora was the first to greet Doris as she entered the dining room. She peered past her, looking for Max without a doubt. Nora turned back to Doris, a curious expression on her face. "Maxie isn't home yet?" she asked, batting her thick, dark eyelashes. Doris took the seat opposite Brad's. "Oh! No, sweetie," she replied gently, her words accompanied with her usual sweet smile to make the little girl feel better. "Maxie is not home yet." Her father had decided to spoil his grandson with a lavish weekend vacation. Who was she to say no to a grandparent? E
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DORIS' BODY trembled as his hands found her waist, pulling her flush against him. His lips burned against hers, devouring her with a reckless abandon that made her head spin. She found herself melting into him, surrendering to the fire that raged between them. She was helpless to resist the surge of desire that overwhelmed her, like a wave crashing against the shore. She clung to him, lost in the moment, giving herself over to the intensity of the feelings that consumed her. She had never imagined she could feel this way again, with such overwhelming need and emotion. Her body was on fire, her breath coming in shallow gasps. Her heart pounded, and her head spun with the dizzying rush of it all. He broke away from her only to immediately seize her lips again from a different angle as he moved the two of them inside the house, absently shutting the door. He slammed her against the wall, a little too hard as his hands memorized her every inch, caressing and stroking.
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