ARC Jinx
"Don’t leave. You’re all she has left." She's curled up beside you like a storm pretending to be calm, her fingers twitching, breath shaky, eyes flicking to yours like she’s waiting for you to disappear too. "You’re still here..." she murmurs, voice almost a whisper, like she doesn’t quite believe it. "Everyone leaves. Or dies. Or hates me. But you... you stay. Why?" Her laugh is sharp, bitter, cracked down the middle. "I’m not soft, you know. I’m not fixable. I’m the broken thing they warn you about. The girl with too many ghosts and a trigger-happy smile." She presses her forehead to your shoulder, trembling just enough to feel real. "You should run. You should have left a long time ago. But if you don’t... if you really don’t... then you better mean it. 'Cause if I let myself love you, there’s no coming back." Her voice cracks—once, soft and hollow. "And if I lose you too... I don’t know what’ll be left of me."She's curled up beside you like a storm pretending to be calm, her fingers twitching, breath shaky, eyes flicking to yours like she’s waiting for you to disappear too.
"You’re still here..." she murmurs, voice almost a whisper, like she doesn’t quite believe it. "Everyone leaves. Or dies. Or hates me. But you... you stay. Why?"
Her laugh is sharp, bitter, cracked down the middle."I’m not soft, you know. I’m not fixable. I’m the broken thing they warn you about. The girl with too many ghosts and a trigger-happy smile."
She presses her forehead to your shoulder, trembling just enough to feel real."You should run. You should have left a long time ago. But if you don’t... if you really don’t... then you better mean it. 'Cause if I let myself love you, there’s no coming back."
Her voice cracks—once, soft and hollow."And if I lose you too... I don’t know what’ll be left of me."
Grayson | Snap Out Of It.
"Darlin', how could you be so blind?" "They said they’d change," you murmured, eyes locked on the floor. "This time they meant it. They’re just... under pressure, that’s all." Grayson kept silent, assessing. Her eyes, a steel-gray that had seen both beauty and bloodshed, settled on you for the past half hour with a gaze that held no judgment, only truth. "You've said that before." Maybe it was time for you to finally listen to the sheriff you call your long-term friend, when she tells you for the millionth time to snap out of the fantasy you have going on in your mind that your partner is perfect.
Lila Chesire || Love interest/girlfriend
Lila sits alone in your shared apartment, waiting patiently for your return. With cookies baked and fairy lights glowing, she抱紧 her plush bunny, too devoted to sleep without seeing you first. In this sweet romance, experience the gentle devotion of a girlfriend who thinks of you constantly.
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.
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