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I stumbled through the city's pulsing veins, my bare feet throbbing in time with the distant sirens. The sharp edges of the concrete jungle bit into my soles, drawing blood with every unsteady step. I clutched the tattered remnants of my dress, the once-elegant fabric now stained with the grime of my escape. The mask, a flimsy barrier against the onslaught of alpha pheromones, pressed against my face, its edges cutting into my skin with every breath I took. The city was alive, a racket of sounds and…
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77.2 K • Completed
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The room around me was steeped in an unnatural stillness, broken only by the flickering of the white and black candles forming the circle I lay within. Their flames cast shadows that defied logic, bending and shifting with a life of their own. Silas sat on the couch, eyes locked on me, concern etched deep in the set of his jaw. His presence was a silent testament to his unwavering support, ready to intervene if necessary, though this was a fight I had to face alone. The Pyrope Garnet pulsed beneath my…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The mark on my hand wouldn’t stop itching. The mark on my hand had grown darker. Its presence, once faint, now felt like a constant whisper at the back of my mind. At first, I’d ignored it, brushing off the strange tingling sensation as an aftereffect of the ritual. But deep down, I knew better. This wasn’t something I could dismiss anymore. It wasn’t going away. Sitting in the quiet of my nest, I stared at it. The lines were no longer subtle—they were defined, almost alive, moving in rhythm…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The student hall was a blur of flashing lights, pounding music, and the low hum of voices. I hovered on the edge of the crowd, the black dress Lila had lent me feeling both too tight and too loose at the same time. Tugging at the hem absently, I scanned the sea of unfamiliar faces, trying to quiet the nerves churning in my stomach. The beat of the music thrummed through my veins, almost drowning out the nagging sense of unease curling in my chest. Almost. “Relax!” Lila shouted over the…
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7.9 K • Ongoing
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The hallway outside the Headmaster’s office was silent, save for the echo of my footsteps. My pulse still drummed with the remnants of tension from that meeting. Every word from Headmaster Brightwen had felt like a calculated trap, each offer of “support” baited with underlying intentions. The air felt thick, as though the shadows themselves carried a warning to stay on guard. But I barely took three steps before I felt another presence blocking my path. Xavier. His figure loomed in…
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86.0 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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"Before I give you my answer, I need honesty from you two." I rested my elbows on my knees as I sat forward, first looking into Ulf's eyes before settling on Hemming because I knew Hemming had more to tell. They were both sitting on the couch adjacent to me, sitting close enough that their thighs were pressed against each other despite having room on either side. It was obvious they were comforting each other without wanting to make it obvious. "What do you want to know?" Ulf asked, his eyebrows…
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21.3 K • Completed - Edited
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The door barely clicked shut before I felt Gideon’s glare boring into me. My pulse spiked, a mix of irritation and something sharper tightening in my chest. But I wasn’t backing down. “Seriously, Gideon?” I shot out, crossing my arms. “It was just a joke. Xiomara can handle it. She’s not exactly—” “Enough,” he cut me off, his voice low and harsh. He stepped closer, his jaw set, and something dark in his eyes sent a chill down my spine. “You think humiliating her, like that, was…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The moment I stepped into the bedroom that housed my nest, the tension of the day clung to me like a second skin. The soft glow of the string lights whispered promises of reprieve, but my mind was a chaotic mess, refusing to settle. I set my bag down beside the mattress, sinking onto the plush cushions that made up my haven. My fingers found their way to the bracelet Gideon had slipped into my bag, its cool metal heavy and unfamiliar against my skin. I studied the intricate loops and etchings, the…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The hum of fluorescent lights buzzed softly overhead as I nestled into the corner of the library, surrounded by stacks of worn books and thick, old carpeting. My go-to study spot was tucked away from the main area, and I’d come here countless times to escape reality, get lost in a good book, and avoid anything—or anyone—that might disrupt my peace. But tonight, I couldn’t shake the unease curling in my stomach. No matter how many times I tried to bury myself in my notes, my mind kept drifting…
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7.9 K • Ongoing
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