Chapters
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Opening the journal felt like cracking open a storm, the pages heavy with emotion, as if Scarlet’s pain had soaked into the very paper. The leather binding was worn and soft beneath my fingers, but the weight of what I held made my hands tremble. Each word she had written seemed to scream out at me, etched in messy, desperate strokes that bled with all the emotions she hadn’t been able to say out loud. The first entry I flipped to was from April 10th, the numbers pressed into the page so hard it…
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7.1 K • Ongoing
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I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing on the nightstand, a dull, persistent hum that pierced through the thick fog clouding my head. My body ached as if I’d been dragged through a nightmare and back—except, this wasn’t the usual sleep paralysis hangover. This felt worse. Heavier. Pushing myself up, I glanced around the room. Nothing had changed. The cracked mirror, the pile of dirty laundry in the corner, my collection of cryptid posters on the wall—all there, all familiar. But something felt…
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9.0 K • Ongoing
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The cool night air wrapped around me like a shroud as I stepped out of the library, my nerves still humming from my encounter with Darius. I took a deep breath, the crispness of the evening doing little to calm the chaos inside me. Everything felt off-kilter, my emotions teetering dangerously between anger, confusion, and something darker. I needed to get back to my dorm. I needed sleep. And more than anything, I needed to stop thinking about— “Viv.” My heart stopped. I knew that voice.…
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7.9 K • Ongoing
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Jin cleared our plates with swift efficiency, his eyes locked on mine with a burning intensity that left no room for second thoughts. He picked me up from his lap with an ease that belied his strength, his hands firm yet gentle on my body. The cool wooden surface of the table met my back with a sudden chill that had me arching, the contrast making my skin pebble with goosebumps. I was placed on the table, feeling more exposed than ever beneath the hungry gazes of my alphas. Jin's chair scraped against the…
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77.2 K • Completed
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The email notification flashed on my screen, simple yet unsettling. From: Headmaster Oswald Brightwen Subject: Request for a Meeting I took a steadying breath before making my way to the Headmaster’s office. Brightwen wasn’t someone I was eager to see—not after that final divination exam where he’d bought every word of the reading I’d bullshitted. He’d hidden his reaction, but I hadn’t missed the flicker of something in his eyes—shock, fear, or maybe anger. Whatever it was,…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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I woke with the dawn, the first rays of sunlight filtering through the gauzy curtains of our nest in the living room. The warmth of Axel's body was a comforting weight against my side, his steady breathing a soothing rhythm in the quiet of the morning. But as I shifted, I realized that the others were absent from our makeshift bed. My heart clenched at the thought, a ripple of anxiety threatening to break the peaceful stillness of the morning. The previous night had been a cocoon of safety and affection,…
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77.2 K • Completed
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The Pyrope Garnet felt heavier every day. Its pulse beneath my collarbone was a constant reminder of the power simmering inside me, a force I hadn’t yet fully grasped. But the cost was becoming clearer with each passing class. I sat at the back of the classroom, pretending to take notes, but the strain of trying to contain my powers had me distracted. My fingers itched against the fingerless gloves, which I’d started wearing to hide the ever-darkening mark. The urge to pull the gloves off and…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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I lay there, nestled between the solid warmth of Axel and the gentle comfort of Jin, feeling my omega side bask in the afterglow of care and connection. My instincts had taken over when Axel returned, battered and bruised, from whatever danger had found him. I had washed him, tended to his wounds, all while my heart raced with a mix of worry and embarrassment at my nudity. But now, as I came back to myself, I realized that the embarrassment was unnecessary. They had seen every inch of me during my heat,…
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77.2 K • Completed
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The moment I stepped into my nest, a sense of quiet washed over me, like sinking into still water after a storm. The noise of the hallways, the stares, and whispered words faded to nothing, leaving only the soft glow of string lights and the familiar comfort of my carefully constructed space. I let out a long breath, dropping my bag and sinking onto the plush mattress. The Garnet rested against my collarbone, warm, steady—a quiet pulse of power grounding me, connecting me to the magic that was now mine.…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The scent of blood and death still clung to my skin, a macabre perfume that served as a reminder of the justice I had dispensed. The rat's fear had been exquisite, a symphony of terror that had fueled my dark desires. But now, as I stood under the scalding spray of the funeral home's shower, I found myself thinking of Pietro. I had taken a ring from the rat's finger, a trophy to add to my collection, but it was the second piece of jewelry that had my heart pounding in anticipation. The band was plain,…
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77.2 K • Completed
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