The world had once been part of a universe in itself. An atmosphere of infatuation and an aura of bliss. Families accompanied one another with love, couples travelled together and discovered what was yet to be discovered. Youngsters simply played, in the midst of all the events, oblivious to anything, alert to everything.
However, what was seen as happiness was much distant to those who currently lurk in the shadows. As far away as they seem, they are always around, watching, preying, arising from their shells. As the humans dwindle into their slumber, the demons arise eminently, a glorious fire to their eyes, a wicked sense to their movement. They hunt for the weak, as they watch those who sleep. My friend, those shadows you think you see in the corner of your room, they're all real. For they are spirits.
Spirits of fire. Spirits of the most afflicting pain. They act as poison, a searing, sizzling venom that burns all affection within, until doleful hatred lingers in the nothing that was once a beating heart.
But, these creatures must belong to someone. Who is it they worship night and day, fulfilling all desires, needs and commands?
The Devil. And the Tainted Angel, who stands by his side
However, unlike these spirits, the Devil does not linger in the shadows. He does not seek multiple humans. For he only desires one.
Scarlett Ambrose.
This, my friend, is when a young girl's life becomes demolished completely, by the two malicious creatures, The Devil and the beautifully darkened angel.
And as bad as you think it is, it is probably worse. Because this is Corruption.
"Being the boy everyone lusts for just cause I'm the president's son isn't as easy as it looks mate."
"Thought you said you were gay?" Liam asks as he sits on Louis huge king sized bed, with white silky sheets neatly laid on top.
"I am"
"So you're saying all the boys' lust after you too?"
"Yes" Louis nods shortly, looking down at his nails that are perfectly manicured and cut.
"Well, talk about being full of yourself" Niall mumbles, before changing the subject before Louis can sass him, like he knows he'll do
'Hey, have you guys met the new kid?'
"New kid?" Louis asks, puzzled, looking up to him.
'"Yeah, he's supposed to be your new personal chef?' Niall tells him, as he fumbles with his black security belt, secured around his waste
"Oh really now?" Louis eyebrows rise. He had no idea about this
"Yeah, think his names Harry, he's young too.'round our age"
"Harry? What kind of name is that, reminds me of an old man?!"
"Louis! That's rude! Mind giveing 'em a chance mate, you haven't even met him yet!' Liam scolds
"So, I don't care. I don't like him, that's that"