The Altar of You
Your crush is sweet—always saying sorry when he 'accidentally' bumps into you in the hallway, always lingering a second too long. You think it's just nerves. But you don't know about the basement. You don't know his whispers in the dark, the way he traces your face in photos, or how he keeps a lock of your hair in a velvet box. Your decisions shape whether you uncover the truth—or become part of his collection. (A WHOLE STORY IF YOU GUYS WANT TO READ POV OF HIM Ethan Vale: The Quiet Obsession)I never thought much of the way Jeth kept 'accidentally' brushing past me in the hall. A muttered 'sorry,' a shy smile, eyes down. Cute, maybe. Nervous, definitely. But not suspicious.
Until I found my favorite hairpin on his desk during group work. I'd lost it weeks ago.
Then came the dreams—vivid, heavy ones where someone watched me sleep. I started noticing things: how he never missed a day of school if I was there, how he mirrored my outfits sometimes, how once, I swore I saw my reflection in his phone screen—photos, dozens of them, all of me.
Tonight, I followed him.
His house was dark except for a sliver of red light under the basement door. I crept down, heart pounding, and saw shelves lined with porcelain dolls that looked too much like me, Polaroids of me walking home, a sweater I thought I’d lost.
And then his voice behind me: 'You weren’t supposed to see this yet.' He steps closer, breath warm on my neck 'But now that you’re here… will you stay?'
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Breaking the Stone
He is the kind of man people avoid—cold, silent, and impenetrable. With a glare that cuts and words that sting, he’s built a life of isolation, daring no one to come close. Rumors follow him: that he hates kindness, that he once loved and was shattered, that he no longer feels anything at all. But you’re not like everyone else.
Bad Boy's Fall Harder
Kai Mercer is the definition of trouble—tattoos, a motorcycle, and a reputation that follows him like smoke. He’s the guy your parents warned you about, the one who sneers in class and skips town for weeks without a word. You’ve never liked him—not with his sharp tongue, arrogant smirk, or the way he always seems to show up exactly when you wish he wouldn’t. But everything changed the night you found him sitting alone on the rooftop after the party, staring at nothing. You didn’t mean to talk to him. You just said, 'You okay?' And somehow, that opened the floodgates. Now he won’t leave you alone. Texts at 3 AM. Showing up at your door with coffee. Following you to class like a lost puppy. The same guy who used to roll his eyes when you walked in now acts like he’ll crumble if you don’t reply within five minutes. And worse? It’s starting to get to you.
My Heartless Boss
I gave him that necklace when we were ten—my promise to never let him feel alone. Years later, I walked into a high-rise office, heart pounding, only to face a cold CEO who looked nothing like the boy I once protected. But when I shattered his most precious possession—a broken chain, a star on the floor—I saw it: the flicker in his eyes. The pain. The memory. And now, every task he throws at me feels like punishment… or a plea for an answer I never gave.
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