BLOOD ON THE HALLWAY

BLOOD ON THE HALLWAY

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Castlevannia High was the dream, from the grandiose and elegant architecture, to the intricate marble and stone designs, the magnificent structures and buildings standing tall and proud. Just staring at the school, you could tell it wasn't a place for just anybody, it screamed wealth, power and influence.But something dark and sinister lurked in the shadows, some even walked the hallways blending in effortlessly in the crowd, others wore masks to hide real their identity. From afar Castlevannia was perfect, that's till you knew it's secret. Andy was an honor student and star basketball player, she had tamed Castlevannia, it couldn't tame her. She ruled the best of both worlds; the court and the classroom, this reputation alone would make anyone look attractive, but then Andy was just perfect. Or was she? She's a senior now, and she vows to make her last year memorable, oh it was definitely going to be memorable. Could it be a new face, or discovering dark secrets, or making allies and enemies, or the teenage exuberance to try new things, getting into trouble was definitely on the list too, it was definitely gonna be a memorable year.
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High School Zombie Apocalypse Romance Gen Z/Alpha Vibes Steamy Survival Forbidden Tension Light taboo vibes and Graphic Thrills (Starts from Pre-Apoc 2024) 🥀 𝙉𝙤𝙧𝙖's senior year is not giving ✨main character energy✨-it's giving emotional war crime. Her life? A glitchy mess of late-night overthinking, silence that cuts deeper than a scream, and a boy who knew her better than God-until he didn't. Now? It's hallway avoidance. It's eye contact that feels like drowning. It's trust, shattered like glass under teenage rage. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙. 𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙙. 💔 This ain't just a breakup. It's an unraveling. Of memories. Of sanity. Of them. And while the world burns slower than their timeline... something bigger is crawling under the skin of their city. Something 𝘰𝘧𝘧. Something 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺. ⛓️ For readers who crave the ache of doomed love... childhood trauma... and whatever the Fuck.. 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙. or may be? 🌪️ Read Chapter 1 if you're ready to cry, combust, and maybe fall in love before something big shows up.

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