Faer had been on the run for 129 years. Stuck in the body of a seven year old and weak vampire boy, he had been hiding from his controlling brothers while unsuccessfully trying to live a fairly peaceful life. As he was forced to travel around abandoned places to remain unnoticed he made the mistake of staying in one town for too long. The brothers chased Faer down and captured him yet again.
Follow along on the mature boy's journey and watch the story's twist develop.
To what degree will the strange brothers manipulate the boy to bend him to their will?
Prepare for a story with mature and dark themes, but also a lot of fluff!
Teaser:
Peeking up at Grimm through my eyelashes and throwing on that puppy look of mine which I had practiced to perfection a couple years ago, I noticed Grimm's and the others expressions soften a tad bit, but it still didn't look as though this helped me much.
"Look, Faer. We are on your side. We aren't trying to make your life as unpleasant for you as possible, but as safe as possible. I hope you understand our point in this," spoke Rosen, folding his slightly trembling hands in front of his chest.
"I understand where you guys are coming from, but the way you try to," I put my hands up to make quotation marks with my fingers, "protect me, is just plain wrong. You can't force a person to stay with you if they don't want to, you know? In fact, it's illegal," I stated simply.
At this, I heard chuckling from around me.
"You're cute when you get angry," Rei said. "But I'm afraid you don't have a say in anything here. You do what you're told, and if you don't, we make you do what you're told," he continued with a smile on his face.
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Will Faer be able to escape his strange brothers, who try to hide him away from the world? Or will he learn to just live with it?
It sure is going to be hard for him, because there's a lot of secrets about him and the others left to discover.
Fatal Attraction: Falling into a Cruel love (Boyxboy)
13 parts Complete
13 parts
Complete
Why did he kidnap me? This happened 3 months ago. Many times I have tried to escape the clutches of his rough hands. Many times I have cried for help. But I need to get stronger in order to escape from him. Now, three months later, I think about this, but now my feelings are different. I wanted to kill him, to make him suffer the way he made me suffer. "Do it, kill him!" Is what I'm thinking. "Kill him and it will be over. I will be able to escape." The mask that was hiding his identity looks at me as I hold the knife to his throat. The whole time I been wondering why I didn't just slit his throat. He told me to do it, to finish him but I couldn't, I just couldn't. I couldn't hate him for the times he whipped me or raped me. I just couldn't. I looked at him holding the knife to his throat with a shaky hand. No matter how hard I try I can't hate him. No matter how hard I try I can't get the knife to slice Reidson's throat. Dropping the knife on the floor I look at his face. I couldn't see his eyes because of the white mask.
Now the same hands that used to be so rough became soft and warm. He still beats and rapes me but I figured out why I didn't hate him for making me suffer like this with these same hands that hurt me so cruelly are now touching my face gently. I held his hand to my chest as I look at his masked face. His hand is stained with blood. My blood. I look at his face, I have fallen into a cruel love.