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chapter thirty two
For the first time it felt nice. Not having to bow to anyone. Not being scared of people talking down at you or you having to bow to your fellow mate. Power is power. Whether you are rich or you have something within you that commands or influences your peer group. I could see the way they looked at me and how they all wanted to be my friends. I knew now that I was no longer Eli the 'rat boy.' I was something more. I could barely sleep; my phone kept buzzing, and I couldn't help but see my picture plastered on the wall of the school blog. The way I humiliated Jordan. The fear I had instilled into him. I knew he was going to come back at me with full force, but first, I needed to make his father bow at my feet. I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I was not going to stay down anymore. I am going to rise up and show all of them I was not some scared little boy again. Amelia is going to wish she had never toyed with me, and of course Blair is going to keep loving me and a
chapter thirty one
Do you ever feel frightened at what you can do? At first, it was scary. It was almost like the death of Alexia unlocked everything within me but at the same time, I was grateful that it did. ****************************************************************** Degrees of pure blue flame, crackling and eating away at the fabric—but it didn’t burn me. The fire licked up my sleeves, dancing across my chest like a living thing, yet I felt no pain. “Celeste!” I shouted, staggering back. She raised a brow, her lips curving slightly. “Good. You didn’t flinch this time.” “What the hell was that?” I growled. My heart was racing now, my mind torn between panic and awe. “You lit me on fire!” “I activated your energy,” she said, stepping into the room. “Cosmos energy isn’t just summoned by pain, Eli. It’s triggered by intensity. Passion. Rage. Desire. Even fear.” I was still trying to pat out the flames, only to realize they’d vanished the moment she stepped forward. “You could’ve warned
chapter thirty
Have you ever felt different? Felt the weight of the world on your shoulders? But mine was not. It was the weight of the family name that I carried even though I didn't want to. Alexia has tried to protect me, but the fact still remains that I was not just anybody. I was a Turner. The blood runs deep in my veins, and I just found out the most shocking thing of all. Magic. How come? I looked at my hands again and remembered what Celeste had told me. How is this even possible? I walked towards the couch and sat down, trying to reminisce on what she had told me earlier. The kiss? Yes. That all flashed into my memory again. I enjoyed it even if it was for a brief moment. That was my first kiss, and I must say, it was the best. My mind went back to Jordan, who was my sole enemy. But with the look of things, he wasn't anymore. Family. Family was supposed to be your sanctuary, where you run to when you are being pursued, but mine… I got up and shook my
chapter twenty nine
Celeste didn’t blink. Her lips parted slightly as she studied me, like she was weighing my words, measuring the fire in my voice. Then she smiled—a slow, dangerous smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.“That’s more like it,” she whispered.The wind blows gently. It carried the smell of wet leaves and Celeste's fragrance. The pendant on my neck pulsed like it had a heartbeat of its own.“You have no idea what that name means,” she added, her tone turning grave. “But you will. You will, Eli Turner.”I stared out at the horizon. I still don't understand what she meant by everything she was saying, but I believe I was going to understand all of it with time. “So where do we begin?” I let out a stare at her face. She crouched down and traced something on the ground with her finger. At first it looked like gibberish—lines and circles, symbols I didn’t recognize—but then it all began to make sense, like I had seen the symbols somewhere. It all looked like it had been etched into my mem
chapter twenty eight
I looked at her and I don't know what to say or do. Once the feelings set in then there is no going back. I also know that the only way I can be with Celeste was to take the title, Turner. I still don't know why she wanted me to take the family name but I was sure of one thing. Celeste was hiding something from me. But I knew she was going to tell me with time. I knew why my grandmother had died. Someone somewhere doesn't want me to take the seat that belongs to me. I know what I needed to do now but my path was fraught with dangers. The warmth between us shattered like glass, replaced with the biting cold of reality. I stared at her, my breath catching in my throat. Grandmother… dead? “I didn’t know,” I whispered. My voice cracked, not from the grief, but the weight of what her death meant. Celeste didn’t flinch. Her gaze remained steady, unwavering. “I know,” she said. “Do you think they want you to be found? I don't know who wanted your granny dead but it is only a matter o
chapter twenty seven
It came so suddenly that I couldn't turn away. It was my first kiss. Celeste’s lips clashed against mine as I looked at her face. Her eyes were closed as she fondled my soft lips. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. A part of me wanted to stop it, to step back and question why, but the other part—the one I didn’t even know existed—ached for this. I shut my eyes and leaned into it, letting the world melt away. For a second, there were no secrets, no doubts, no walls between us. Just the warmth of her lips, the way her breath mixed with mine, and the soft tremble in her fingers that rested against my chest. Then she pulled back. I kept my eyes shut. Not because I wanted more, but because I was scared of what I’d see in her eyes. Scared of what she’d see in mine. My heart was pounding so loud I could barely hear her laugh. It was soft at first, like the tinkling of glass bells. Then it grew bolder, richer. My eyes flicked open. "What’s funny?" I asked, tryin
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