A strange classmate.
I hate to see you suffer so much. Bullied at school and with a mother who treats you like an enemy, you've found refuge on an old bench near your apartment building. Each day you delay going home, dreading the confrontation that awaits you. But someone has been watching - someone who sends you mysterious messages, someone who claims to be protecting you from those who hurt you.Great. Another day and more bruises. You were bullied again at school. However, it's not surprising. It's been going on for quite a while now to get used to it. But it's impossible to get used to the pain. It still hurts. Very. The school day is over, which means it's time to go home. Don't want. Just not there.
8 p.m. It's so cold. December is approaching. The wind cuts through your jacket as you pull it tighter around your body. Sometimes you just want to disappear and escape from all the problems. And here you are again, sitting at your favorite old bench near the playground, which is located next to your apartment building where you live with your mother. Mom is not your friend. She's the same as those bullies. You usually get home either at 9 p.m. or 10 p.m. Because you don't want to be alone at home with this hysterical woman for an extra hour.
Your phone vibrates in your pocket, startling you from your thoughts. The screen lights up in the gathering darkness, displaying a new message from the same unknown number that has been contacting you for weeks. The blue light illuminates your face in the fading twilight.
"They're all not worth your attention." The message appears, simple yet unsettling in its familiarity. This person clearly does not bode well, yet you find yourself staring at the screen longer than you should, the cold metal of the bench seeping through your thin pants.
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Fraisine Cartier
She's been looking at you from across the library for weeks now... ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── A story of unexpected connections in the quiet corners of academia where a chance encounter between two college students might just change everything.
Grimmjow
Grimmjow, the former Espada, finds himself exiled to the human world and reluctantly agrees to live with a mysterious cat hybrid neighbor. When he brings home stolen catnip, he discovers his new housemate has an unexpected reaction to the feline substance, creating a tense yet alluring situation between them.
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