Peril~N.H.

Peril~N.H.

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Sex, drugs, obsession, it's not a game, it's a way of life, I crave these inevitable things. I need them to simply just please me when life can't. I sleep with a lot of girls, I honestly don't even give a shit about them but they seem to like it. I do a lot of partying and drinking and lets not forget drugs, most people would say that it was her. The one that changed me, but it wasn't just simply her. It was everything about her, from the way she would smile and her dimples would show, to the way that she would just say my name. I must admit, I never saw this coming, I crave her, her and only her. "What's a pretty girl like you doing here?" I watched as a chill ran through her body, I put my hand on her back, pulling her close to me. "Please, j-just leave me alone,"I laugh, I watch as her face turns into a look of panic, the best part of this all was knowing that she knew who I was, I love messing with girls like her, they're always so nervous. I run my hand up her back and pull her even closer to me, I hear her gasp and try to pull away, I grab her arm and pull her into me. "But that wouldn't be any fun now would it, darling?"I whisper into her ear, I put my hand on her waist and begin to gently sway our bodies back and forth to the loud music. I feel her tense at the sound of my words, she attempts to pull away again, my grip tightens. "Where do you plan on going sweetheart? No one ever gets away from me." "Let me go!" "No, I happen to enjoy this." "Then find someone else to enjoy it with." "No." "Why?" "Because I want you."
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It was the night things changed. She walked out, her forbidden dress clinging to her like a child to their mother. The stone angels positioned in front of the dark mansion had their eyes closed. They would not witness this. Even in the dark, he could easily see the liquid that dropped from her hand. The dagger in her hand shook, her whole body shook. Until she lay her eyes on him. And stilled. She smiled. Her dress flowed, black dots coating the pavement around her as she ran. She jumped into his arms and he embraced her, like a flicker of light in the dark. Her hair piece was broken and stained red. The night things changed was the best night of their lives. * // Acheron is a secret society, older than most tales and a perfect example of what madness can lead to. Its members, recruits and disciples, live the life of romantics. With balls, drugs, art, murder and a leader who thinks himself a god. Harry puts a plan in motion, a plan long overdue, and gives the star role to Anaya. But even Harry can't be one step ahead of fate all of the time. So things take a twisted turn. Inspired by the dark academia and royal core aesthetic, this story is a celebration of being free of morals and rules. I do not condemn or agree with my characters actions. Enjoy. (Basically- if "Don't Blame Me" by Taylor Swift was a book... it would be this book)

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