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.

now, he wanted her to stop

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

ludicrous for a man to have the

defiantly, with a cold laugh escaping her lips, "But there's no turning back for me

quite hold onto Quinn, and that she might slip away at any

before,

night breeze on the main street, Quinn countered, "I'll take what

those battles of her vendetta

no matter if it dragged her down

frustration was palpable, "Where

hung up and turned

was accustomed to struggling in despair, to others' indifference, to their malice. She 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 shoot, Violet gathered Quinn and Reuben

I

frowned, "What's

throwing a big anniversary bash for their companies

Violet instantly got

"You're going to?"