la unica chica en una isla llena de chicos, no debias de estar ahi, ¿que se supone que vas a hacer ahora? , enamorarte de alguno es una buena opcion.. que tal.. 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫?.. o quizas maurice o quizas hasta Jack.

At the dawn of the War, Great Britain trembled beneath the threat of a global conflict, under a sky fractured by bombs and shells. The pupils of St Edmund, that cream-walled, whitewashed institution, should have been seeking refuge on the other side of the Atlantic. Who could have imagined that they would wage their own war, beneath the shadow of scorched palm trees? And what was this beast, crouched in the tropical night? Simon's madness, Ruth's singularity-or Roger's violence? [𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘧 𝘹 𝘰𝘤]

Choir girl. Perfect manners. A voice meant for heaven. But Lilith was never as soft as she seemed. And Roger knew that. long before the island gave her a reason to prove it.

Tú y Roger tendrán un romance de adolescentes Enemy's to lovers

Have you ever seen a story of a manipulator bound to a psychopath? Surely, it's common. Yet, not as common when it happens in the 1950's with the detonation of Nuclear War. When it happened between two teenagers at the age of 15. When it happened in an isolated island away from society. In a place when all humanity is lost and the beast took it's toll. Sylvia(oc) was never one to be afraid. Not even when adults pry into her game. This time, the burning flames of the abyss scared her when she saw how easily these school boys burned down the island, trying to smoke their so called "chief" out. Frightening, specially when the idea came from a certain blonde. now, I'm not the one to spoil. If you've read my Jack x Reader fanfic, you know how I write. In this one, you'll be quite surprised with how the tables have turned. And not all humans are saints and angels. Sylvia was never made to fit into your "I can change him trope." Rather, she'd lovingly embrace the mans' versatility and ability to be one with the island. Sylvia has always been one to observe. always there to stare. Roger was always one to follow power. Gives him privilege and respect. Both saw how they all became a rotten halo.

Scarlett was the only girl left from Saint Catherine's choir. She used to sing in perfect harmony, soft, controlled, untouched. But the island doesn't care about who you were before. And the longer she stays, the more she starts to sound like something else entirely.

a story of two teens that swore they hate eachother slowly realise their feelings.

⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒘. 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒏𝒐𝒘 ⋆˚࿔ 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠!𝙍𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

what the title says 😏

Content Warning: This story explores mature, dark themes including psychological trauma, survival horror, power dynamics, and descent into savagery. It is intended for mature audiences. Three months after the crash, the island has stopped being a place to wait for rescue and started being a place to die. For Dahlia, survival is a relentless, exhausting game of shadows- protecting the littluns, obscuring the tracks, and never letting the tribe see how much she's shaking. But there is a different kind of darkness closing in, one that doesn't come from the fire or the hunters' chants. It comes from the quietest member of the pack. Roger has always been the island's most lethal architect of cruelty, a boy who deals in violence without ceremony. But when his focus shifts from the hunt to her, the line between predator and prey begins to blur. In a world where civilization has burned to the ground, Dahlia finds herself locked in a lethal, intimate orbit with the only person who truly sees her. As the island demands they descend into savagery, she must decide if she's fighting to escape him or if she's already waiting for him to come back out of the trees.