Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Quinn was certain that even if she didn't call back, it wouldn't be long before Tyrone buzzed her phone again. Sure enough, a short while later, Tyrone's call came through.

Quinn waited a good fifteen seconds before answering, and her first words were a blunt, "What's up?"

"What have you been up to?"

Even though it was a mild June night in Emberbrook, Quinn could feel the chill in Tyrone's voice through the phone.

Quinn smirked, "What do you think? At this hour, I'm obviously out starting trouble or lighting bonfires."

With that response, Tyrone felt a wave of certainty that Quinn wasn't out with another guy; she was off plotting her revenge once again.

Sometimes Tyrone felt an overwhelming urge to pull Quinn back from the edge. The recklessness she exhibited often terrified and yet strangely excited him.

Initially, he'd found her ruthless vengeance thrilling.

wanted her to

Quinn. Don't go it alone. I'll take down the Young Group for you. Just step back,"

man to have the

cold laugh escaping her lips, "But there's no turning back for me now. My hands haven't been

couldn't quite hold onto

Tyrone said sternly, "I've told you before,

breeze on the main street, Quinn

those battles of her vendetta

no matter the outcome, no matter

frustration was palpable,

hung up and turned off her

could easily detect danger, but she couldn't fathom warmth when it's offered, because she didn't know how to accept it. The next day, after wrapping up a day's

I need to take

frowned, "What's going

Lotts are throwing a big anniversary bash for their

but Violet

"You're going to?"