Mr. Miller's Plaything

Mr. Miller's Plaything

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Daphne Fairleigh swore to avenge her father's death, even if it meant taking the life of her old highschool mate, Josh Miller. ~~~~~ The rumours had spread after senior year graduation, Josh Miller was a dropout, and nobody cared- especially not Daphne. "Hey, what is up with that guy?" Fern Bailey scoffed pitifully in Josh's direction, pointing carelessly as the others around the table laughed at the poorly groomed seventeen year old. "I heard his dad kicked him out," one of the football jocks answered. Daphne took a minute to really look at the person they were all talking about. Apart from being oddly quiet and reserved, she didn't see the pathetic loser that they all saw. She just saw Josh Miller, scrawny-looking and begging to be invisible. ~~~~~ Yet, the day that she found her sick father lying in a pool of his own blood was the day she knew she would put a bullet in Miller's skull.
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Eleanor De Costa. The Princess of the Italian Mafia kept far away from her empire for a decade, being thrown on a boarding school for the rich and elite since she was just an 8 year old little sweetheart. Separated from her older brothers, cousins, uncles, aunts, and grandparents with no contact. Now that she has graduated as valedictorian, she's ready to go back home. However as she steps back into her childhood walls, greets the faces of whom abandoned her at such a young age, Eleanor can't help but feel angry. Revenger starts becoming a craving as needed as air. But as she strives to hunt and harm, ignoring the battle wounds reopening, she starts to ask questions, questions that challenge the morals she built her mental wall around. When do the consequences outweigh the prizes? When does the heart finally speak against the mind? When is it enough? _____ "The hollow hole in your soul that just for some reason keeps on growing. The loneliness slowly overcoming you. Slow enough for lack of realization yet sure enough to surely over rule you're senses one day. The kind that only family would ever dare leave in their absence." "I have my friends to fill that hole." "You can't heal a bullet wound with a bandage."

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