Scarlet Academy
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Last published Sat, Jun 22, 2024
"It felt as though I was looking death in the face, because he was the very image of death itself. As hard as I tried to open my eyes, I couldn't. Something inside of me wanted to look him in the face, wanted to know who he was, what his story was. Each step I moved to get away from him, he took two large steps closer to me, until I was backed against a brick wall. Just like in the dream, I was in the catacombs.... alone, with him. He trapped me against the wall with his arms on either side of me, here, in this very moment I believed it to be my death."
Far away hidden in the forests of Romania is an academy home to some of the most ambitious students from around the world. Each has their own unique character traits, but one new student arrives at the academy and all of the secrets the students and staff have fought so hard to protect become unraveled. What will Elizabeth do when she learns that fables and fairytales are no match for the horror that lingers within Scarlet Academy? Will she be able to handle the baggage she is about to unpack as she learns further about her new alma matter? Because some secrets are better left unknown, and once they're uncovered, there's no going back. But someone lingers in the shadows, determined to bring her back to them with him and show her the truth.
This book is currently in progress. One I've had in my head for 7 plus years. It's a world building experience, so give it time to indulge its beauty.
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"W-What do you want?" I stammered, my eyes not leaving his gaze on me. "I want to prove you wrong." he smirks dangerously and speaks with his husky, deep voice. He took another step towards me and I took another step back making me collide with the wall. He hovers over me, his chest mere inches away from mine. He kept his hand on either side of me, caging me in his arms. He smirks dangerously and says, "That your body doesn't crave for my touch." He always does this, he intimidates me and then thinks I die for his touch. I would never allow his hand near me. Again. I grit my teeth and said "My body doesn't." He leaned closer to me, his hard chest pressing against my hardened nipples and whispered near my ear "Then why are you so nervous, rose?" He kept his mouth near my ear and his hand came on my bare legs. He slowly trailed his big, rough hands, making his way under my skirt. My breath hitched and he stopped mere inches from my core. No matter how hard I try to deny his touch, my body responds exactly the way he wants. My spine arched and my eyes snapped close. He breathed near my ear and whispered in his husky voice filled with sins, "No matter how much you deny, your body always craves for my touch, wife." ✤✤✤ Devansh Raichand, CEO of the top fashion label who only thrived for finding his father's murderer. But get his life tangled with Aisha Arora, an aspiring fashion designer, when he pays off her father's debt in exchange of marrying her. But what made him help her father? And why marry her? Just for the debt? or There's something more in this? But the most important, what will happen when fate decides to play its own cards? Will it wreck or strengthen them? ✤✤✤ !!HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! !!POSSESSIVE MMC AND FMC!!
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