Lyrical (Academy of Stardom, #2)

by Bea Paige

Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan the flames ~ Rumi.

“I see the fear in your eyes, girl. This isn’t the place for that. Do what you need to survive.”

Dax might knock his opponents out with lethal punches and kicks. Zayn might slash his victims with the sharpened point of a knife. York might crucify his enemies with fists that break bones. Xeno might torture his adversaries with something far worse. And Jeb might ruin lives with threats to the ones I love. But tonight I’m fighting back.

I love them. I fucking hate them. I want them. I never ever want to see them again.

I don’t want to be afraid for my sister. I don’t want to be afraid for my life. I don’t want to be afraid of my feelings. I want to live. I want to be free.

Love is chaotic, agonizing, complex. It’s like DNA, no one really knows the depths of its power or can unravel its mysteries. Love is just there, it’s something that exists and we’re all just a bunch of people either looking for love, are in love, or are heartbroken without it, because of it.

Pen, You will never go hungry again. I’ve filled up your fridge too. Eat first, then go look in your wardrobe. Zayn.

I’d willingly burn up in your flames, and suffocate in your ashes, if it meant I could hold you close again. If it meant you’d let me in. Zayn.

I’m here when you’re ready to talk. I won’t push you, but I’m not backing off either. The others can do what they want. You were mine first, so it’s only right you’re mine first again. Zayn.

“Dancing with you is a gift, Pen. Loving you an inevitability,” he whispers

There have only ever been two obsessions in my life. I’m dancing one of them and looking at the other.

They tried to dampen my fire, they tried to make me weak, and they almost succeeded, but tonight I’m rising from the ashes, like a motherfucking phoenix from the flames.