"You're mine," he said. "Mine to torment, mine to play with, mine to do whatever the hell I want with, and there's nothing you are anyone else can do about it."
I glare at him from my spot on the dirty, blood-stained ground; my fists clench at my sides, knowing he's right; for the moment, I am his, but I'll be damned if I make it easy for him; I'm gonna make him regret the day he ever laid eyes on me and made the decision to claim me in the first place. My body may be his, but one thing I'll guarantee is that he'll never get my soul.
Ashton Blake has had a hard life.
At the tender age of sixteen, she was kidnapped and tortured by a maniac wearing a mask; the only defining feature about him was his piercing Ice blue eyes. For three months, she stayed with him, forced to endure what she thought were unimaginable horrors at his hands before she was finally rescued. But before she was ripped away from his clutches, the man wearing the mask left her with a promise. "I'll be back," he whispered in her ear before disappearing into the shadows. "No matter where you go, how far you run, I'll always be there, waiting for you." Since that eventful night, Ashton has done everything in her power to move past the ordeal, to forget about his eyes, but despite the drugs, medication, therapy, drinking, and partying, nothing seemed to work. When Ashton ends up in the hospital again, Her mom sends her off to live with her father, hoping a change in scenery will return her daughter to the little girl she once was. However, if she thought Ashton's father would whip her into shape, she is sorely mistaken because the only thing Asthon finds in Hill Crest is more trouble, and his name is Malachi McDaniels, and he may have had something to do with her kidnapping.
𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓 (ANGEL)
Older. Scary. Silent.
Damon Lars was always lurking in the shadows, a sinister presence that scared me. It would be oblivious for me not to notice him even in the darkest areas. He was there. Maybe invisible to others, not to me. My brother's best friend, Damon, was notorious for his dark reputation. While I immersed myself in books, I could feel his gaze upon me.
Sometimes, I feel him notice me too.
No one knows what happens when all my brother's friends are busy. I saw him.
Every day.
And I vowed to keep my mouth shut.
My secret.
And his.
STELLA RUSSEL (PRINCESS)
Rich. Entitled. Bratty.
That was me, and I'm proud.
I hated Grayson Meadows. He constantly treated me as if I were a spoiled rich brat - which I was - our fathers being business partners made us around each other a lot. Despite his mocking, he always protected me, causing me to feel uneasy in his presence. If I harbor such animosity towards him, why do I find myself concerned for him too?
I hate him.
But I fucking need him more.
LILIANA ROSELINE (DOLLFACE)
Jaxon's intense gaze always sent shivers down my spine, as if he could see right through me. He was Marci's violent older brother, a brooding figure with a penchant for chaos. Danger seemed to emanate from him like a dark aura. Yet, amidst his menacing aura, he would fixate his eyes on me, as if I were the epitome of perfection.
But could a girl, so perfect, ever be enticed by a man like him? Yes, because I'm so deep down in love with him.
AVERY RAVEN (LITTLE DEVIL)
Alessio, the loud figure, refers to me as the 'little devil' and feigns animosity towards me. He says he hates me a lot. However, deep down, I am aware that his feelings are quite the opposite. In the dead of night, when the world slumbers, he clandestinely dials my number on each of my birthdays, evoking an unsettling sensation within me.
Until last summer, when everything went south and I ruined Alessio's life