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The Hangman
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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Jan 29
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There is a fine line between reality and what the world pretends is true, because the truth is too ugly to wear in the light. We operate in the morally grey. People die. Countries fall. Syndicates collapse because we decide they've moved too far beyond what we allow to exist. 
We are the Board of Directors of the world and we create what ever reality we deem as right.

Alejandra Reyes is the first of the Board of directors to find her heart. 
She can't handle physical touch. He can't decide whether he wants to live or die.  Is there a reality where she can be touched without the spiral of violence and where he finds it in himself to not toe the line with death?
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"We all have our vices, darling," he purred as he stared straight into my soul whilst draining the last drop of the amber liquid in his glass. I stared straight at him, at his intimidating frame and at his frightening shadow that seemed to suck out all the light in the room as I dreaded the words that were going to come from his mouth. "Some choose to hide it," He continued and I held my breath as he took a step closer to me until our bodies were separated by just a breath. He picked up a strand of my hair, continuing to stare straight into me with his eyes that held so much power and strength but above all, ruthlessness. "We just don't have to." ✼ Rosethorne university. Home to the rich. Home to the elite. Home to the superior. Securing a place here was no easy task but 18 year old newely poor and orphaned Velvet Richards had no other choice. She needed Rosethorne more than she had ever needed anything in her life. She needed it's blood. She needed it's destruction. She needed it all purely for her salvation. Her plan? Infiltrate the school and ruin what they hold dear to shake the very foundations they rely on to survive. Traditions. The biggest tradition? The initiation games. A cruel and sick twist of challenges to sort out and pick the best of the best, those of which become a member of the most elite club there is known to man. The Draven Society. There was no other option but to win these illustrious and impossible games and burn it from the inside out from the heart of the problem. The Draven boys. Atlas Oberdorf. Orson Taylor. Zyair Usman. But the three have little patience and very little morality. And they will see her ruin before anything else. Guess the winner takes it all in the initiation games. Funny thing was she never lost and even then, what did she really have left to lose anyway? ✼ Copyright @signedlayla2020 All rights reserved
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The Initiation Games | WRITING

20 parte Ongoing Mature

"We all have our vices, darling," he purred as he stared straight into my soul whilst draining the last drop of the amber liquid in his glass. I stared straight at him, at his intimidating frame and at his frightening shadow that seemed to suck out all the light in the room as I dreaded the words that were going to come from his mouth. "Some choose to hide it," He continued and I held my breath as he took a step closer to me until our bodies were separated by just a breath. He picked up a strand of my hair, continuing to stare straight into me with his eyes that held so much power and strength but above all, ruthlessness. "We just don't have to." ✼ Rosethorne university. Home to the rich. Home to the elite. Home to the superior. Securing a place here was no easy task but 18 year old newely poor and orphaned Velvet Richards had no other choice. She needed Rosethorne more than she had ever needed anything in her life. She needed it's blood. She needed it's destruction. She needed it all purely for her salvation. Her plan? Infiltrate the school and ruin what they hold dear to shake the very foundations they rely on to survive. Traditions. The biggest tradition? The initiation games. A cruel and sick twist of challenges to sort out and pick the best of the best, those of which become a member of the most elite club there is known to man. The Draven Society. There was no other option but to win these illustrious and impossible games and burn it from the inside out from the heart of the problem. The Draven boys. Atlas Oberdorf. Orson Taylor. Zyair Usman. But the three have little patience and very little morality. And they will see her ruin before anything else. Guess the winner takes it all in the initiation games. Funny thing was she never lost and even then, what did she really have left to lose anyway? ✼ Copyright @signedlayla2020 All rights reserved