Drowning In Chaos

Blood and tears make up this cruel world, yet there's a beauty within it. We lost our way years ago, but it seems as though some may manage to revive their lost soul that wandered hell for a long time.
The twisted, vicious and devilishly handsome leader of an underground organisation is shocked to see nothing else but a succubus in his basement. While people trembled in fear in front of them, they thrived on it. It aroused them. The sinister and obscure darkness that surrounded them spoke sweet nothings. The electricity and chaos building in their bodies was something magnificent and never felt before.
As they venture deep within the bowels of a sick mind and gruesome pasts, they learn that everything can be deceiving- from a person's looks, to their mind and heart.
Although forgotten memories, something is brought up in the present and they seem to be feeding off of each other's company and power. But seeking power means seeking knowledge, information. And with information comes feelings... hate, anger, sadness, mania, lust, care, love... it's a storm that'll wreck havoc into their lives.

~~"I'll be yours in exchange for freedom in your house. I won't be shackled, nor thrown inside a dark room and I promise not to run or mutilate more of your men."
"No catch to it? Nothing else?"
"Nothing else."
"Then we have a deal, temptress. Perhaps I could know the name of the fallen angel in front of me."
"Selene." She responded with a perverted, cruel smile and stretched her hand to shake mine.
"Ryan."~~

Attention: contains explicit content related to abuse, suicide, drugs and sex.
This is nothing but a story that will surely make you dream of this chaotic mess we call life and love.