Im_a_storm
- LECTURAS 828
- Votos 33
- Partes 6
Fate had a funny way of doing what it wanted, take Grace and Draven's nightmare of an encounter as proof.
Words and punches were exchanged, with a side of complete psychopathy.
Spit too, not that Grace was apologetic about that. Or anything else, really.
But who cares, it was just a one time thing.
Or was it?
When elite scholarships to the academy of the rich and famous came into play, it became an everyday thing.
Much to Draven and Grace's dissapointment.
With the trouble of adjusting to the lifestyle of the upper-class and ducking wandering eyes of the past, Grace can't seem to balance her life out.
Draven although all too familiar with the rich, couldn't help drowning in the secrets he kept.
The truth always comes out, but at what price?
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"Yes, I'm going to buy your coffin. That's the least I could do to repay your family after I kill you. Although I think killing you would be payment enough." were my words offending? Probably. Did I care right now? Not really.
Cracking a fake smile that screamed malice, he cornered me against the wall and wrapped his hand around my neck to hold me in place, then he lowered his face till it was right infront of mine.
Well fuck. Maybe my period wasn't the only reason I was wet.
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β οΈWARNINGβ οΈ The main characters, whom I'm sure you'll fall in love with, lack filters. This is my first proper attempt as a story so it probably won't be the best. Give it a chance though and I'll give you a cookie
Cover creds: @ myself lmfao