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The memory dissolved, and in its place, I felt a surge of heat—scalding, raw, and unrestrained. It flooded me, rushing through my veins with a force so fierce it felt like fire and ice intertwined, searing every nerve, every cell. I gasped, clutching my chest as the heat surged, blazing hot until it reached a point of such intensity that it turned cold. It was a cold that burned, clawing up my spine, freezing and yet blistering all at once, as if my body were breaking under the weight of its own…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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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 first day back always had that same buzz—the one that filled the air with just enough chaos to keep me from being bored out of my mind. But today, Gideon had wandered off, lost in some tedious conversation with an old friend from his dorm. I watched him, half-hoping he’d finish up soon so we could do something… anything, really. But he didn’t. He was too focused, too absorbed. I rolled my eyes, tapping my fingers on the side of my bag. Where was the fun in standing around, waiting? That was…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The place was small, but I couldn’t stop staring at it, trying to drink in every detail. Our own quarters. It still didn’t feel real, not quite. The room had that scent of fresh paint and clean, empty surfaces, but soon it would be filled with warmth, memories… and, of course, our scents. The thought made my heart flutter. Silas walked past me, carrying a stack of soft linens that seemed to swallow his arms, and I couldn’t help but smile. I could see his muscles tense as he held the bundle, his…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The shadows welcomed me as always, bending to my will as I slipped through the veil between our worlds. I was becoming too familiar with this place—her place. There was something about Daphne that drew me in, an oddity I couldn’t ignore. Humans were predictable creatures, driven by fear, desires, or sheer stupidity. But she was... different. I had to know why. I slipped into her room, the dim glow of moonlight illuminating her grey-blonde hair splayed across her pillow. She was still, her breathing…
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9.0 K • Ongoing
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The bread was still in my hand when I woke, cold and stale, its edges rough against my palm. It was real. Solid. A stark reminder of something I hadn't considered in what felt like an eternity: survival. I stared at the meager offering, its weight echoing the stranger's words in my mind. "There will be a time when you'll have to make a choice—live or die." The choice should have been obvious. Most people fought to live, clinging desperately to the thread of life. But me? I didn't know if I wanted to…
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11.4 K • Ongoing
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My dorm felt oddly empty as I reached the familiar door, my hand pausing on the doorknob. Everything looked the same—the worn edges of the door, the slightly faded plaque listing the names of the residents. I squinted, feeling a sense of unease settle in my stomach. There was only one name on it. My heart skipped a beat as I took a closer look. My name was there, “Gideon Carter,” etched in the same blocky typeface I’d seen for the last four years. But underneath it, where “Silas Graves”…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The knock was measured, intentional. I knew who it was before I even opened the door. Word traveled fast around here, and it was only a matter of time before Gideon and Xavier came knocking, likely looking for answers. Or at least for me to confirm what they’d already heard. I swung open the door, and there they were, standing side by side like some odd pair of investigators—Gideon looking tense, almost hurt, and Xavier guarded, his usual easygoing demeanor subdued. “So, it’s true then,”…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The first day of Sex Magic 101 wasn’t even halfway through, and I was already on edge. The class was mandatory for Dark Cores, making it impossible for me to skip. But it was also an elective, meaning only the truly interested—or the curious—would choose to be here. And apparently, that list included a certain Light Core. Silas slipped into the seat beside me just as the instructor began speaking, ignoring the glances that immediately flickered his way. He didn’t have to be here. No one had forced…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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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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