Bri Emerson, the girl known as Hollow Creeks town's sweetheart, The girl who's kindness was larger than life, with her captivating smile and infectious laughter, Her ability to brighten anyone's day with her ridiculous jokes and her way to your heart with her baking was exceptional. Most notably, she had a special talent for making friends with everyone and anyone she met. All except one.
Silas Hale, the town's notorious asshole, with a permanent scowl on his face that matched his grumpy personality. Known for breaking hearts, and sending people running the opposite direction. Silas Hale, was unfazed by the towns Sweetheart, he was rather irritated by her pretty smiles, and sweet personality. Mainly because Bri Emerson was determined to be his friend, his first ever friend. She wasn't prepared for how difficult it was going to be, but no matter, how many times he pushed her away, she only pushed harder. Silas had convinced himself that friendships were distractions and a waste of time, especially when it came to girls. Yet, he found himself becoming consumed to the very girl he once found annoying. As he spent more time with Bri, he began to realise that there was more to her than just the town's sweetheart, beneath the sunshine exterior was a girl who was also hurting. Silas had never believed in love, thought it hoax, Bri was hopeless romantic, and slowly she was changing his perspective- Something that both intrigued and terrified him. Their connection was palpable; something so root deep it couldn't be torn, slowly seeping into each other hearts and despite Silas's desperate desire to hate her, like he had the whole town, he simply couldn't. Together, they were healing each other's sacred wounds through an unexpected friendship and love story greater like no other.
πππππ ππππππ wears pain like a second skin.
It's all she's ever known, etched into her bones, buried beneath forced smiles and hollow laughter. A walking contradiction: all sin and sorrow, smoke and shadows. Once passionate, once burning bright, now nothing but ash and ruin. She pretends well, too well, but behind the sharp tongue and unbothered eyes lies a girl screaming to be seen, yet terrified someone actually might.
ππππ ππππππ was born into a world already at war with him. Pain wasn't just a chapter in his life, it was the whole book. Raised in shadows, fed by poison, his lungs filled with smoke and silence. He never asked for love. He never believed he deserved it. Drugs kept the demons quiet. Cigarettes kept his hands busy.
Until her.
The only good card he's ever been dealt, fragile, feral, and just as broken as him.
Together, Liora and Ares are destruction wrapped in desire. A love not meant to be touched, yet impossible to resist. It's messy. Chaotic. Addictive. The kind of love that tastes like sin and feels like home. It's the kind of love that leaves scars, and still, they keep reaching for each other, again and again.
What happens when two shattered souls try to build something whole out of ruin?