πβ¨ The Queen Bees' Court β¨π
At Golden Crest Academy, crowns aren't made of jewels-they're forged in secrets, betrayals, and dangerous alliances. The Queen Bees rule the court, dazzling everyone with beauty, brilliance, and untouchable power. To outsiders, they are everything: glamorous, perfect, and impossible to overthrow. But inside their glittering kingdom, the air is thick with lies, heartbreak, and the sharp sting of betrayal.
π Vicky - The flawless queen. Beautiful, magnetic, ruthless. Every hallway is her runway, every student her subject. But behind the perfect crown lies a dangerous secret she'll do anything to protect.
π₯ Stephanie - The loyal right hand. She's been by Vicky's side through every battle, every scandal, every late-night scheme. But loyalty can twist into obsession, and her hunger for more could ignite thespark that burns the court down.
π Cleo - The strategist. Sharp-tongued and calculating, she always has a plan. But when her heart begins to betray her, she'll discover that love is the most dangerous game of all.
π Suki - The wildcard. Sweet, unpredictable, and magnetic in ways that even the Queen Bees can't control. She might be the heart of the court-or the knife that splits it apart.
β‘ Stefflon - The firestarter. Bold, fearless, and reckless, she thrives on chaos. But chaos cuts both ways, and she'll have to decide if she's playing the game... or being played.
πΆοΈ The Boys of Golden Crest - Golden gods with perfect smiles and darker motives. Some crave the girls, some crave the crown, and some want nothing more than revenge.
At Golden Crest, nothing is safe: not friendships, not love, not even the throne itself. Every party is a trap. Every kiss is a weapon. Every smile hides a dagger. And when the crown begins to slip, only one truth remains:
Wear the crown... or be crushed by it.
Every crown cuts deeper than it shines. π Who will rise-and who will fall?
One thing is certain: at Golden Crest, even roy
The De Luca brothers reign supreme in the underworld, holding dominion over the ruthless realm of the Italian Mafia.
They are cold, merciless, driven by madness, their loyalty solely to blood. Yet, their lives take an unexpected turn when they discovered their thirteen years old little sister.
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"When she was choking me, is that... love?" she whispered, her voice barely audible, each word trembling as if afraid to leave her lips.
Her eyes, wide and glassy, searched mine desperately, seeking a truth that she couldn't grasp amidst the fog of confusion and despair that clouded her mind.
My heart seethed with rage, a torrent of emotions crashing against the walls of my restraint, threatening to betray the stoic facade I had carefully constructed.
I wanted to scream, to shake her out of this misguided belief.
Hestia, my little sister, stared back at me. Her innocence tainted by the cruel hands of someone who had twisted the meaning of love into something unrecognizable.
She couldn't differentiate the painfully obvious truth, the clear distinction between love and control, kindness and cruelty.
It was as if the very essence of her spirit was being suffocated, just as her breath had been.
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β οΈ Trigger Warning: This story contains sensitive and potentially distressing themes, including abuse, sexual assault, rape, psychological trauma, and mature content.
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