[ IN WHICH SHE IS ON FIRE ] Smoke fills the hallways in no time. The maids and several other workers from the mansion run helter skelter as they search for buckets of water and other items that can be used to put out the fire. I stand still, amidst the chaos I have created, waiting for the huge, brown door to fall off. My vision gets blurry, and my view of the door gets blurred out by the smoke, and, soon, I begin to cough. My oxygen gets cut off. I grow impatient waiting for the door to come off. Unsatisfied with the way my plan has turned out, I look around to see the fire is already being put out by the workers. I didn't think through this before I decided to set the door ablaze. Not having the time and energy to stop the maids and servants, I need to find another way to break open the door. The house isn't entirely made up of wood, but bricks, so the fire doesn't do much damage as I had hoped. I spot a small metallic chair by a corner. It looks like one of those chairs one cou

[ IN WHICH TWO MEN PLOT EVIL ] There is something you should know: that night Sin took me on a ride through the sensual realms of bliss, something was lurking in the shadows; something dangerous. And this time, the danger wasn't Sin. The danger was someone else; it was something else.Something neither one of us expected. And it was coming fast to hunt us.I did tell you that the devil was everywhere, that he could be anyone at anytime. That night, the devil was the Lycan King and Luca, who was originally known as Lust. While Sin and I explored each other's bodies, these two men met up in the dark of the night to plot what could only be best described as the most wicked plan ever to be plotted.I shared a connection with the Kings— that I already knew. But what I didn't know was that I shared a different one with the Lycan King. There was this string tying us together. It was invisible to the eyes of others, not even Sin could see it. Rome and I were the only ones who saw the string,

[ IN WHICH SHE DISCOVERS MORE ]There is something I have discovered. Sin is a natural leader, in everything... but sometimes, even a leader wants to be led, guided, even ordered and controlled. And I take that opportunity to lead his way through the realm of bliss.I enjoy being above him, running my fingers through his black hair and tracing his tattoos. And Sin clearly enjoys it too, judging by the way he twitches in my hold and the way he moans in my ears. When he is like this, so raw and erotic, I cannot help but moan along with him. My need is like an electric blanket. It has been turned up on high and wrapped tightly around my body. I longed to be free of the intense heat, but at the same time I reveled in it, I loved it, and I liked the feeling of sweat beading on my skin. Each and every part of my body rises to the surface, and I just quiver there, anticipating. Anticipating Sin's release. God, what is happening to me? What is happening to us? How can we go from hating each

[ IN WHICH SHE IS A SPEEDSTER ] Fear grips me. The three young guards are no longer behind me. It feels as though there is a lump in my throat as I peer around the market. My round, brown eyes rove around the area; they weave through the crowds of people, over carts and buildings as I try to find the men who have been charged with the duty of keeping me safe while I run away from the possible threat the Grand Alkhemi holds at the moment.Lake, Eirene and Atlas are gone. It makes me wonder how long I have been running, lurking around without them. The thought alone makes me anxious, and unsettled.My grip on my dress tightens as I walk backwards. I do this in order to retrace my steps. "Lake." I call out. I walk further in the direction I came from, wondering if I had lost them behind a building. “Atlas? Lake?” My breath shudders as I call for the third time. “Ei—” Someone suddenly bumps into me, cutting out my air supply. Their hand collides with my face, and their elbow collides

[ IN WHICH SHE GETS A PLOT TWIST ] The King who is sat in front of me speaks. “This is your second life, Faye Donovan. And your first,” he says as his green eyes darken with anger. “It ended because Sin drove his glowing sword through your heart. Right in his throne room. With me right behind you.” Rome's green eyes nearly glisten with tears. Anyone can tell that saying those words out loud hurts him more than anything else. … [it hurt, because it was what it was—the truth, but as usual, i refused to believe] … The air around me stills as he watches me, waiting for a reaction. My soft chuckle fills the silence. “Is this supposed to be some kind of joke?” He leans forward, and whispers, sending a dangerous chill down my spine. “You don’t believe me.” I shrug. “I don’t believe that the man, who has confessed his love for me, killed me.” He slams his right fist onto the table. The glass of alcohol he had previously placed on the table jumps from the impact as the table bounces into