❝poisonous fangs can only reap poisonous fruit.❞ Nerluce - named for light - dwells in darkness. It was forged from the shadows of the great beasts, who flash their cruel fangs and crueler insults, who seek to choke the light from his chest with their iron chains, who despise all who are not like them. Disdain for gods and men is made in dim places. Hunger for ruin is cultivated on a starving stomach. Power for destruction is rarely given but when it is, oh, the world will burn. CONTENT WARNINGS (16+) Profanity, violence and gore, alcohol usage, neglect and verbal abuse, self-destructive actions and suicidal ideation, minor character death, and morally-questionable people doing morally-questionable things. [[WORD COUNT: 150,000]] COVER BY APHRODITE270

#1 romantic_ "Haha I won." He said. I crossed my arms and pouted my lips. "You owe me now." A smirk took over his face. "What do you want ?" "A kiss." We gazed at each other's lips for a moment not knowing what to do. I could feel my heart beat faster as every moment went by until I finally felt his lips on mine. He grabbed me by the neck and we fell on the bed... *Warning: Some mature themes* *Discontinued*