Burn it Down
Chapters (21)
BURN IT DOWN
LONDON SNOW
Copyright
Copyright © 2025 by London Snow
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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Dedication
To anyone who wanted to be chosen at all costs. This one's for you.
PLAYLIST
"Take Me to Church" — Hozier
"Power Over Me" — Dermot Kennedy
"Let the World Burn" — Chris Grey
"As the World Caves In" — Sarah Cothran
"Lose Control" — Teddy Swims
"Good Graces" — Sabrina Carpenter
"Beautiful Things" — Benson Boone
"Classic" — MKTO
"I'll Be" — Edwin McCain
"Thinking Out Loud" — Ed Sheeran
"Jealous" — Labrinth
"Die For You" — The Weeknd
"Say You Won't Let Go" — James Arthur
"Him & I" — G-Eazy, Halsey
"Heaven" — Julia Michaels
"Bed Chem" — Sabrina Carpenter
"Imagine Loved by Me" — Hozier
"Good Girl" — Bury, Omido, BenelD
"Earned It" — The Weeknd
"Someone You Loved" — Lewis Capaldi
"Perfect" — Ed Sheeran
"All of Me" — John Legend
"Hanging by a Moment" — Lifehouse
"Die a Happy Man" — Thomas Rhett
"Work Song" — Hozier
AUTHOR’S NOTE
This book may have some content that could affect your reading experience. If you have any topics that you generally steer clear of please consider reading the content list at the back of this book or on my website.
CONTENTS
Playlist
Author’s Note
Prologue
1. Riven
2. Riven
3. Lakynn
4. Lakynn
5. Riven
6. Lakynn
7. Riven
8. Lakynn
9. Lakynn
10. Riven
Epilogue
Content
About the Author
Also by London Snow
PROLOGUE
LAKYNN
SIX MONTHS AGO — AGES EIGHTEEN AND TWENTY
CASTLEBROOK FALLS
The late afternoon sun barely cuts through the chill of the morning. It’s the kind of cold that clings to your sweater sleeves and makes your nose sting. Still, I don’t go inside. I like it out here too much. The quiet mostly, but the clean air, and the way the dogwood tree bows just enough to make it feel like the world is tilting in my favor doesn’t hurt either.
I’ve got a book in my lap, open but unread. The story takes place in Ireland, the country I want to visit most in the world. I don’t really have a travel bucket list, just one destination. Maybe someday, and that’s all I can hope for. My fingers are stiff from the cold, but I keep them pressed to the pages anyway, as if pretending to read will make my thoughts behave. It doesn’t work, it never does.
I hear the slam of the barn door before I see him.