Crossfire - a sizzling slow burn with supernatural powers

"I... I didn't see anything." I tried, not knowing where to look. I was curious enough to take glances at him. His dark hair was flopped into his face to obscure his chiseled jaw. He laughed out loud.

"What exactly didn't you see, Harper?" He said my name as if tasting it. He sauntered over to me and stood a little too close. I pushed back against the kitchen counter. He guided my chin, so that we saw eye to eye. His eyes were the color of thunder showers.

"That's what I thought. You saw everything." He seemed glum about it and let my chin go. He guided me to the kitchen table and sat me down.

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Harper Scott is as ordinary as high school seniors come. She has no idea of the world she lives in.

Brandt Duncan is anything but ordinary. He yields the power of lightning and inhabits a world where a fight is to the death.

Walking home from school, Harper witnesses a duel of sorts, where the weapon is a strike of blue lightning.

The yielder of lightning is Brandt. He tries to erase Harper's memory with a zap of electricity, but it doesn't work. He pulls her from her ordinary life into a world of supernatural powers, power struggles and a sizzling connection that leaves them both breathless.

Feedback is very welcome.

Maturity:

This story isn't erotically explicit. It does include fight scenes and displays of affection.