Elysium
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This is a story my friend and I made for ELA and it's set mainly in the VR game of Elysium because we couldn't write fantasy, we made this. Since we co-wrote this we switched off chapters. I wrote Raven she wrote Dove. @asmi09521 and @violetmoonrxse were a big help in revising and editing so I owe them both a big thanks 😊. This is also my first story so I hope you all enjoy and I would love constructive criticism! Content Warnings: -Swearing -Implied abuse (emotional and physical) -Description of in-game death -Implied death threats (social media being bad for mental health in general) -Unhealthy use of escapism These are all I can think of, so tell me if I'm missing anything. (Btw, I tried to portray social media and online multiplayers accuratly so that's why that social media thing is there.)
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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