Burning Desires, Adlin Lawrence [best thriller novels to read TXT] 📗

your fault…It was something that was meant to be…...”

Before she could say any further Anna pulled herself back and shoved her aunt away with all her might.

“You have no right to call me by that name.” she yelled at her. “Stop it; just stop treating me like another pathetic pet of yours.”

“I don’t need your sympathy or your sick pitiful glances.” she continued.”As if you care
about me”

Her eyes welled up with tears. “You don’t know anything….”
“Annie!”

She turned around to look into the concerned blue eyes. She realized she was shivering.
Beth placed a loving hand on her jaw, and stroked her hair.

” What’s wrong my princes??” “Don’t forget all that aunt Julianne has already done for us. She has given us a place to live. Be nice to her.” “Apologize to her right now Annie. Now she is all we’ve got left. Respect her.”

“I don’t feel the need to apologize to anyone”, she retorted.

“Annie,” Beth continued in a stern voice, “only if you love me”.

All this while, Aunt McLane kept quite. She was still quite taken aback at what had happened. She could just gape at Anna with her mouth hanging.

At last, Anna turned to face her aunt saying, “I’m sorry auntie, If you would please excuse me now.”

With this she stomped right out of the house not bothering to even look at Beth who was still standing in the doorway.

She rushed out and just got into her Mini Cooper parked in the small garage her aunt owned.
Anna slammed the car door, and looked blankly ahead to the vast sea-side and the dainty cottage beside it in which she had been living for the past six months. Her mind wandered back to the events of the past. How six months ago she had moved to the beach side cottage to live with her aunt in Black Falls.
Yeah that was supposedly the name of the small town just on the outskirts of Phoenix.

Aunt Julianne had worked as a teacher quite some time back. Her husband was in the military but it was seven years ago when she received the last letter from him. Word spread that her husband was killed fighting at the front. After which she waited and waited in the hope that God would have protected her husband since he was such a good man
But even after years and years of waiting no answer came.
They had had a son together whom they named Aaron, meaning descendant of the challenger. After a while Julianne lost all hope and took on the job to take care of their child and make him a good man.
When Aaron grew up, she realized that she was no longer needed by her son. He had grown up and could then look after himself. Henceforth, she made books her best friend and sought refuge in them to escape the monotony of her life.

Julianne McLane had always been the outspoken type. The forty-five year old was of a stocky kind, and had jet black hair that was always pulled up in a tight bun. She preferred to wear nicely starched clothes, which made her look like some matron in an orphanage. Overall, she was not the type of person preferred by many. She had a terribly flaring temper, but she had somehow learned to keep it in control ever since her niece had moved in six moths ago. Anna Carter was the second daughter of her younger sister.

Julianne’s younger sister, Grace was just the opposite of her. She was more of the simple and sober kind, who used to excel in everything she got her hands into. Grace was everything that Julianne ever aspired to be, but still she loved her sister.
Often she remembered her pretty little sister, who had huge amber eyes and reddish-brown hair that came down to the small of her back. Grace had always been the responsible one. But she was never the loathing type.

At twenty-one Grace had eloped with her professor’s son Louis Campbell, to Seattle and got married there.
Everyone was surprised at what Grace had done, most of all Julianne. She knew her sister well than anyone. Grace would never do that. She had thought to herself for quite a time. Grace was always the shy one. Shy to talk to people, shy to go to parties, shy to take a date to her prom. But then that would have meant to fall in love, Julianne decided for herself…
Anna drove her