"𝑆𝑎𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑚𝑒," ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑢𝑟𝑚𝑢𝑟𝑠, 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑟. "𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒." ˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ He looks like the devil. He acts like danger. But somehow... he's the only one who ever saved me. ˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ Alec Donovan is the kind of boy you cross the street to avoid. Bruised knuckles. Leather jacket. Eyes like warnings. Everyone calls him dangerous. I called him Angel. Once. As a joke. Because he showed up when he shouldn't have- ruined my night, saved my life, and looked at me like he regretted both. Now the nickname won't die. Not when he kisses me just to shut me up. Not when he punches the boy who touched me wrong. Not when he looks at me like I'm the only good thing he's ever seen. I'm supposed to be perfect. Future designer. Top student. A planned-out life. My father calls boys "distractions." Alec Donovan is the biggest distraction I've ever met. The kind that ruins your lipstick-and your destiny. But when the world gets loud, when my past catches up, when my father gets cruel, when everyone expects me to break- he shows up. Silent. Breathing hard. Eyes full of something he refuses to name. He's the only boy who's ever protected me. The only one who scares me. The only one who truly sees me. He Is My Angel... even if he looks like the devil. ˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ "At least I'm not hiding behind anger!" He moved before I could breathe. One moment across the table, the next-right in front of me, his hand braced against the wall beside my head. His other hand slid into his pocket, casual and tense all at once. "Careful," he said, voice low enough to vibrate in my chest. "You're saying a lot of things you don't mean." ˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Copyright © 2024 by xphoenixo BEAUTIFULLY DESTROYED ELIXIR SERIES | BOOK 1 ××× Everything around her was chaotic. Lights were flickering on and off, casting wild shadows across the room. Sparks flew from broken wires, and the stench of burning plastic filled the air. But through it all, she heard the sound of slow footsteps approaching her. A pair of black boots stepped into her blurry line of vision. She tried to lift her head, but it felt like it weighed a ton. All she could do was lie there, soaked and shaking, staring up at the figure that loomed over her. He crouched down, his cold dark eyes gleaming with a twisted kind of pride. The one who smiled when she screamed. "Finally," he whispered, his voice smooth and calm, like he was congratulating her on passing a test. "My beautiful creation... ready to take on the world." Evelyn's heart pounded in her chest. She wanted to move, to fight, but she was too weak. The power that had burst out of her was gone, leaving her empty and drained. All she could do was glare up at him, her vision fading as exhaustion swallowed her whole. The last thing she saw before the darkness took her was his cruel smile, and she knew - this was far from over. He had won this time. But deep inside her, there was still a spark. And one day, that spark would become a fire that would burn him and all the monsters like him to ash. But for now, all she could do was survive. And wait. Because she has nothing to lose but him?