SongsAndVerbs
"There's a bird inside your ribcage.
It screams so I never forget.
I wanna break open your sternum.
I wanna rip him from your chest."
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"ℵow, Lounely. " I turned to her briefly, my voice dropping to a velvety whisper that was laced with cruel sarcasm. "You're not going to reach back down there for your phone. You're not going to scream, and you're not going to fight. You're going to sit there and do exactly what I say."
"ℌow are you doing this?" Her voice trembled with pain and I wondered why she hadn't attacked me with her Siren magic yet.
Did she even know how?
It didn't matter. I was half Demon. Soul Harvesting was what my father had practically bred me for.
I relaxed in my seat, bringing my arm back to the steering wheel.
I offered no immediate explanation. A long, silent moment passed between us.
"Why are you doing this?" Another desperate attempt from her to get answers.
This time, I obliged.
"ℬecause you have something that I want." My words were flat.
"ℐ don't have any money." She pleaded, her hands still pressed tight against her temples as if she could keep me out of her mind.
I barked out a genuine, sarcastic laugh.
"ℳoney? You think I went to all this trouble over money? Oh songbird..." I shook my head, the corners of my mouth twitching with genuine amusement.
"ℐt's your Soul I'm after."
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This is a dark, enemies-to-lovers, romantasy combining elements of horror, music, world building, character development, monsters, & magic. It includes scenes of DV, kidnapping, SA, substance abuse, murder, & sex.
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This story has a Playlist on YouTube called 'Lounel