[BL] MY NEMESIS

[BL] MY NEMESIS

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"Leonhardt, are you insane? Is there not a single day that you won't pester me? I'm tired of your bullshit and this school's twisted law and hierarchy." I glare at him, fists clenched, chest heaving as if ready to break free from the chains this place shackled me with. "Hmm. Acting brave, huh?" he muttered, a smirk curling at his lips as his eyes locked on mine. His aura suffocated me, sharp and unyielding. Despite my defiance, a shiver crawled down my spine. "Tell me honestly, Elior. Are you from the Rodriguez dynasty-the clan that slaughtered my family?" "What the hell are you talking about? Have you even checked my records? I'm an orphan-I don't even know my family, for fuck's sake!" "Make sure of that, little boy. If I find out it's true... prepare your funeral." ** The academy was a world of its own. A place where your badge wasn't just an accessory-it was your identity. Gold ruled. Silver followed. Blue blended in. And Black? Black just tried to survive. Elior Rodriguez adjusted his black-badged uniform, the mark of a scholar-a warning sign. People called his kind trouble, disgrace, bottom-feeders. But he hadn't come here to be stepped on. He had earned his place, and no sneer or whisper would change that. Still, the academy carried an unspoken order. Rules bent for some, stayed unbroken for others. Elior felt it in every step, and with each passing day, his curiosity sharpened into defiance. Then came Leonhardt Valecrest. Golden badge. Nightmare in flesh. A presence that made crowds part without a word. Their eyes locked. And from that moment on, Elior knew peace would never exist again. "Honey... if I can't kill you, then no one can."
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THE DEAD DO NOT SPEAK. For years I coexisted with the living, but my life has forever known the waking shadows of death. As a clairvoyant, I wield a rare gift to communicate with spirits abandoned to wander in search of liberation from the lives they once belonged to. A gift I must use to find answers after being condemned for my mother's mysterious murder with the assistance of a lost soul, having latched herself to mine. When my estranged father demands me to enroll in the prestigious academy he once attended, Raven Oak Prep, we learn there are secrets hidden within its beautiful walls and paved with bad intentions. Secrets someone wants me to find. Seeking the truth proves difficult when the Student Council marks me as the enemy. Four beautifully, shattered boys hiding behind their masks to play out my brother's revenge in retribution for my mother's untimely demise. When their wicked games, and my morbid investigation becomes entwined, a shared connection is discovered that may just wake the ghosts of both our pasts. DEATH FOLLOWS US. After the falsified suicide of our girlfriend, we made a vow in the name of our brotherhood to uncover the truth. In the years since, we established no leads. Time turned us into monsters. We lost hope and said Fuck You to redemption. Until Beau's sister entered the doors of our academy with secrets that rivaled our own, unbeknownst she brought a depraved serial killer to our doorsteps set on murdering our students in a twisted game. His name? He calls himself Monster. Riddle after riddle the hunt against time to unmask Monster and understand his motives, grows, as he leaves a pile of bodies whispering old tales and written in ciphers. Who will be the next one? It seems history does repeat itself. We're all pretty monsters with secrets to kill for. No one and nowhere is safe. But what if the villain of this story was never the villain at all?

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