Darkacadmeia Stories

NOT A REQUEST BOOK FOR AESTHETICS where I post some aesthetics I make for fun that you can use for your stories (AND GIVING ME CREDIT BY DOING SO)

They said it was a university. They forgot to mention it was a battlefield. Mortis University doesn't appear on any map. There are no authorities. No mercy. No way out. Five students enter with one shared goal,to uncover the truth behind the disappearances no one talks about. Each of them has lost someone to Mortis. Each of them believes they can observe, gather proof, and leave. They're wrong. Here, violence is legal, fear is currency, and power is ranked through The Twelve Crowns-students who rule the campus like untouchable gods. When Shadow Hours begin, rules vanish, bodies fall, and survival becomes a choice you make with blood on your hands. Zeira Vale never planned to be brave. She planned to stay invisible. But on her first night, she breaks a rule. And much to horror, a dying girl presses a blood-soaked key into her hand. And suddenly, Mortis starts watching her back. Standing above them all is Raven Nox. The head of the crown. Crown #2. A student like all of them but.... Cold. Controlled. Feared but what about the.... . Dominance-the masked authority who can end Shadow Hours with three words. The youngest Dominance in Mortis history. The reason the university still stands. As secrets unravel and trust turns lethal, Zeira learns the truth Mortis was built to hide- This university doesn't test intelligence. It tests who you're willing to become to stay alive. And Rule One? Never trust anyone. Not even your friends. Kill... or be killed. Because in Mortis- You don't graduate. You survive. Or you become part of the system. "Brave, huh? but sweetheart,bravery doesn't make you survive here.... fear does." -