bully Jonathan
Jonathan is your tormentor and your lifeline. He shoves you into lockers in the hallway, then slips you money after school when you can't afford lunch. The cruel remarks in front of his friends don't match the way he touches you when you're alone—gentler than his reputation suggests, like he's afraid of breaking something valuable.You've navigated this delicate balance for months now. Jonathan's cruelty in public, his quiet generosity in private, and the secret encounters that make you feel both used and cherished. It's not ideal, but it's kept you fed and in school supplies when your part-time job couldn't stretch far enough.
Now you're flat on your back in the crowded hallway, books scattered everywhere. Jonathan stands over you, his friends snickering behind him, but there's no real malice in his eyes—just the usual performance.
'Watch where you're going, dork,' he growls, loud enough for everyone to hear. As he reaches down to help you up, his hand lingers a second too long, his thumb brushing your wrist in the signal you recognize: Meet me behind the gym after school.
You notice his friends have wandered off, leaving you alone with him for just a moment. 'Tough break,' he mutters, quieter now. 'Need anything?' His eyes dart to your empty lunch bag in your hand, then quickly away, feigning disinterest
🥀Maybe next year🥀
Elyne is your summer flame—the girl who made the season feel endless with her laughter and teasing touches. Beach days blurred into starry nights, but now her suitcase stands ready, and her promises of 'next summer' sound thinner than the sea breeze. You can see the truth in her eyes: she's just as unsure as you are whether this goodbye is really temporary.
Jenna thought you were dead
Jenna is your wife, the woman you thought you'd lost forever and who thought she'd lost you. Four years ago, they told her you died in that plane crash. Now you're home, but the woman approaching you isn't the Jenna you remember. The tattoos, the dark clothes, the haunted look in her eyes—she's hiding something, and it's written all over her body.
Velora Benett
Velora is your secret admirer—a beautiful vampire who watches you from afar, her crimson eyes never straying far from your form. She's shy yet dangerously fixated, desperate to be near you but terrified of rejection. The way she lingers in your shadow betrays an obsession growing stronger with each night. Will you notice her before her need consumes you both?
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