I was just trying to write a dumb little fanfic about a fictional band, 'The Troubled Henchmen,' Loosely inspired by Michael Clifford and Awsten Knight. It wasn't supposed to do anything. Definitely not bring the characters to life, and especially not have them follow me around, critique the plot and demand a rewrite. Now Michael won't stop pointing out my emotional inconsistency, Awsten keeps flirting and stealing my fries, and I'm starting to question whether they're losing their minds... or just accidentally wrote themselves into a slow-burn disaster. Reality is blending, boundaries are breaking, and apparently sarcasm is not an effective defense against two hot, chaotic guys who refuse to stay fictional. One thing is clear though: If this is still a fanfic, I have completely lost control of the plot.

In "Midnight Whispers," a gripping tale of love, betrayal, and secrets, Phantom, consumed by love for Vivienne Mae Agreste, unknowingly entangles himself in a dangerous game. As he delves into the shadows to uncover the truth behind his mother's murder, his path collides with Vivienne's dark family secrets. With a kidnapping igniting a dangerous feud, Phantom faces a chilling realization about his own father's sinister ties. As Morana's loyalty falters, the line between love and vendetta blurs, setting the stage for a harrowing showdown. Prepare for a thrilling ride through the night where whispers hold secrets, and trust is a luxury in this heart-pounding psychological thriller.

His grip on my waist tightens but I try to keep my resting face on. "I chose you just so I could have some fun, you know. It's funny how people already assume that we both are so in love with each other when in reality, I just want to watch you cripple and break down." He says firmly. I try to fight back the millions of emotions that try to pour out, I try to leave but his grip only tightens on my waist and my hand. "Don't leave darling, the dance has just begun." Sybil finds out that her birth mother has kept a secret from her all these years, a secret that she has to travel to the immortal world to solve. Everything she had warned her about, the missing prophecy and the bad luck, are all coming true and Sybil wonders if it all is her fault. Alongside she has to fight back her feelings for the Sylvester brothers, little does she know that betrayal awaits her. Will she survive what is in the books for her or will it be too much for her to bare?