🚨 IMPROVED WITH 150K NEW WORDS🚨 When the Supreme Leader captures you, he has every intention of stealing intel from your mind and killing you with the cruelest stroke imaginable. But upon carrying you to his shuttle, there's a shift. An obsessive, unhinged shift. Something that elicits an insatiable need to have you. And make no mistake, Kylo Ren always gets what he wants.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

You're the only female TIE fighter pilot in the First Order. You had natural ability. An...instinct...in the cockpit that you couldn't explain. Sometimes you just felt when and where a target was approaching. You'd had this instinct as long as you could remember. Anytime you sat behind the controls you felt it. You couldn't explain it, and it definitely pissed the guys off. You had to work twice as hard as the men in the squadron to earn the same amount of trust and respect from your superiors. You had worked far too hard for your position. You weren't about to throw it all away for some- And then you met him. Kylo Ren, Commander of the First Order. A special assignment brings you face to face with a man who would not only uproot your career but your entire existence. ***Mature for heavy Smut and Violence. Please read TW!*** *COVER ART BY MIEKE MAE* @lambic_and_lace.art on IG and @lambic_and_lace on Tiktok!