Hello everyone!! Here is chapter 21 of VT so I hope you enjoy it. As the title states, we're saying goodbye to New York in this chapter so yeah.
*I hope you like the cover. I revamped the entire thing to give it that new spunk (more effects, change in font, and just pure awesomeness). Also, the rating of this book is now R so yeah. My story was allegedly too hot to be PG-13 lol.
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[Marcus' POV]
Chanel’s touch made my eyes flutter open. She was standing above me looking like an angel as her brown skin radiantly glowed. Her black hair blew gracefully behind her as she smiled sweetly down upon me. I extended my hand and touched her arm, feeling her warm soft skin. Chanel’s heavenly smile grew wider as she leaned closer to me, pecking me on the lips gently. Her hands shamelessly moved up my body as I laid on the bed.
“Chanel?” I said staring at her attentively. She only smiled brighter as she climbed on top of me, wearing a white gown that blew gracefully with her hair. Her finger grazed me lips, moving down to my chin, then to my clothed chest.
“What’re you doing?” I found myself unable to move as Chanel tore my shirt open. My breath quickened as she licked my earlobe, caressing my chest, right above my heart. I felt powerless to her right now. She looked into my eyes and her smile grew devilishly. Chanel’s eyes turned pitch black along with the once white gown she wore and it seemed horns sprouted from her forehead. Her nails dug into my chest, reaching my heart. I shrieked in pain as I felt her tight grasp on my heart. She continued staring into my eyes with so much joy as she began pulling my heart out of my chest.
“PLEASE! STOP!!” I screamed unable to take the pain anymore. How was I even still alive? Chanel grew an inhumane smile as she pulled my heart harder, snapping it out of place. I still couldn’t move as I watched blood gush from my opened chest.
“Why are you doing this?” I yelled, tears pouring onto my cheeks. Chanel remained silent as she completely ripped my heart out and devoured it, sending an indescribable pain through my whole body as I felt life slipping away…
I jumped up from my sleep, drenched in sweat. My breathing was hitched and my heart was beating like crazy. I looked to see Dante was stirring in his sleep as he laid beside me. His eyes opened as I breathed loudly into the late night.
“Marcus are you OK?” He asked sleepily. My hand remained on my chest as I slowly nodded my head.
“I had a terrible nightmare.” I said quietly. Dante sat up, rubbing his eyes.
“I can tell. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Dante replied. If only he knew. What I saw was my once sweet girlfriend turn into a demon and eat my heart. This was truly crazy. I rubbed my temples as my heart rate got back to normal.
“I don’t want to talk about it. It was just really scary.” I said tiredly. Dante gazed at me and shot me a sad smile. He probably knows it’s about Chanel but he wouldn’t know what exactly the dream held. I pulled out my phone and looked at the time. 4am…
I eased my way out of bed and I headed to the bathroom. I stared in the mirror for a few minutes before cutting the sink on and splashing my face with water. The nightmare really had me scared to go back to sleep. I also wanted to get out of these sweaty clothes. Within minutes, I emerged from the bathroom and got into the bed, pulling Dante close to me.
“Please don’t leave my side.” I said tightening my hold on him. Dante nodded his head solemnly, smiling at me.
“I never will.” He replied. My mind went at ease from his words and I smiled slightly. After a while of fighting my fear that the nightmare would return, I finally fell asleep.
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Verboten Temptations
Teen Fiction“N-nothing” I stammered out, trying to scoot back. But he kept the distance filled each time. Soon, my back was against some cabinets as I ran out of room. My heart was racing as he took his last step, closer than ever. “I’m not gay…” I said calmly...
