This Means War (The Virgin Wars Contest)

This Means War (The Virgin Wars Contest)

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"You know, this would be a lot easier if you just gave up now. It'll save you the embarrassment. You know you're gonna lose, so why even bother trying?" Her tone enraged me. It was somewhere between a sinister pout, and a snide suggestion. This game may be immoral and just utterly wrong, but there's no way in hell I'm going to let her belittle me in front of my peers like this. "I told you, I'm not chickening out. So don't get your hopes up so high, Lindsey." I told her sounding fearless, although my palms were sweating, and my insides felt like a pool of melted jello. She gave me a tight-lipped smile, though I could tell she was undeniably livid. What was she afraid of? Losing? After declining her offer, her crystal eyes narrowed and pierced into mine - full of unadulterated hatred. "Fine. And since I'm such a good sport about all of this," she started as she outstretched her hand, tipped with perfectly manicured nails. "Good luck." At first glance, I thought that maybe she was being genuinely considerate. Of course, I was wrong as I reached my hand out and she pulled hers back, snickering. "You're gonna need all you can get." With a smug grin, the snap of her finger, and a whip of her platinum blonde hair, she and her minions turned around and left me seething. If it were humanly possible, I'd have steam whistling out of my ears. "Game on." I snarled under my breath. The need to beat Lindsey completely obliterated any and all of the sane thoughts left in my mind. Suddenly, I was determined not only to win this game, but to wipe the floor with her. That bitch is going down. She wants a battle, fuck that...this means war.
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Hidden among the mist-veiled cliffs of coastal British Columbia lies Saint Dominic's Preparatory Academy - a place that one does not apply to, but is summoned to. Beneath its facade of holy devotion and elite academia, the school is a crucible where privilege is stripped bare, and only those who master risk, deception, and control survive. Here, every student is both predator and prey. They gamble not for grades but for power - reputation, influence, and survival within a hierarchy ruled by the Student Council, ten prodigies who govern through cunning and fear. At their apex sits Kira Timurov, the president whose icy brilliance and uncanny intuition have made her untouchable - a queen among serpents. When Yumeko Kawamoto, an exchange student from Tokyo, arrives after years of giref, her curiosity awakens something the school had long buried - a chain of games, betrayals, and obsessions that will pit her against Kira herself. Every encounter with Kira, whose green-bluish eyes seem to pierce straight through her, carries a dangerous, unspoken tension - a silent battle of wits and wills before a word is even spoken. As alliances fracture and the boundaries between play and cruelty dissolve, Yumeko must decide whether to survive Saint Dominic's games... or burn its hierarchy to ash. Because at Saint Dominic, power is not earned - it is taken. And once you wager your soul, there's no folding out.

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