"Arabella, the trick is to grasp the force of nature in your subconscious and mould it into reality," Orga advised.Arabella nodded and took a deep breath before attempting to manifest her fourth aura power for the umpteenth time. She outstretched her arms, bringing them together and cupping her hands.She closed her eyes, trying to connect with the forces of nature around her and harvest their energy. She needed to gather enough energy to manifest the fourth aura power, represented by the colour blue.Arabella had successfully used three of the seven powers, the Red Beam, Orange Beam, and Yellow Beam. However, bringing forth the fourth Blue Beam was a challenge. Luckily, Orga was training with her in the Phoenix cave and was guiding and correcting all her mistakes, albeit annoyingly.But she didn't relent. She wanted to gain all the power with the hope of defeating the incoming evil as well as San...Arabella shook her head, brushing his name out of her head away.A flicker of blue l

For a moment, Sandro stared at Thalia, his expression a mix of shock and anger. "He's your what?!" His eyes narrowed, and his teeth gritted as a sudden rage unfurled within him. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. Thalia, always finding ways to get on his nerves, must be doing this on purpose. To provoke him, and she was succeeding. Not only was he furious about her mentioning Blaze's name, but he was also furious that Blaze had been absent without leave. Sandro couldn't fathom where Blaze might have been or if he had been caught in the same predicament that he himself had been sucked into."What do you mean he's your brother?" Sandro asked again, growing impatient with Thalia's silence.Thalia bit her lower lip, shaking her head. Her eyes widened with each passing minute as she realised the danger she had put herself and Blaze in. She struggled to find the right words to explain the situation, but the intense glare Sandro was directing at her made her tremble. A small smile e

Janice and Alessia stumbled out of the dark, damp prison cell-that had been their home for what felt like an eternity, though it had only been two days- into the lush green garden that surrounded the Salvatore residence.As the fresh air caressed their faces, they inhaled deeply, relishing the newfound sense of freedom, although they weren't entirely free as they were still in the house but no longer in prison.The relief coursing through their vein was short-lived as Paolo appeared before them, his eyes flickering with dangerous intensity. "Alessia, I know you're the Delicate Rose," he said. "Don't bother denying it anymore."Alessia's jaw clenched, and she shook her head. "I'm not who you think I am. I've never heard of the Delicate Rose before."She was lying, of course. Paolo could see it in her eyes, how they darted back and forth, searching for an escape. He wasn't convinced. He stepped closer, his shadow falling over them like a dark cloud. "You're lying," he hissed, reaching o

Seeking solace, Arabella retreated to the bathroom to shake off her unease. Standing under the soothing stream of hot water, she felt Blaze's strong arms wrap around her, pulling her close."Blaze," she mumbled, trying to turn and face him, but he pressed her firmly against the shower wall, preventing her from moving."Why don't I make you feel better?" Blaze murmured, his lips trailing kisses down her shoulder as the water cascaded over their bodies. He remembered that Arabella had mentioned how hot water helped her relax."Yes," Arabella whispered, letting out a moan as Blaze's arousal pressed against her back.She bit her lower lip, briefly closing her eyes before reopening them to find herself locked in Blaze's intense gaze. The lust and desire in his eyes tempted her to scream, to let him take her and make her forget everything else. But instead, she settled for a soft smile, reciprocating his gaze."For how long have you been staring?" she asked playfully."Just in case I die,"

Paolo stormed into the room, his anger noticeable, where Janice and Alessia were lounging on the couch. He growled, "Listen up. I've got a job for you two. You're going to find out where Alessandro De Luca is!"Janice and Alessia exchanged nervous glances, sensing the seriousness of the situation. Janice bit her lower lip, unsure how to respond to her father's sudden anger. "Sandro?" she asked hesitantly. "Why do we need to find him? I thought you only needed the Rose... "Paolo scowled, "Because the De Luca Villa is deserted, and I have no idea where the hell he's gone off to. Also, the fact that I'll be getting the rose doesn't mean I shouldn't kill my enemy if I got the chance."Alessia fidgeted, intertwining her fingers as she spoke softly, "Exactly, we don't know where Sandro is either. How are we supposed to find him?""That's your problem, not mine," snapped Paolo, his impatience running thin. "I need no questions or protests from you two. Just do as I say. And don't come back