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Tomorrows a half day at work so I’m hoping to get time to work on my story 🙂↕️🙏
January 15, 2026 at 5:35 PM
Tomorrows a half day at work so I’m hoping to get time to work on my story 🙂↕️🙏
Sometimes I build for fun and not my story whaaaaat 🤍😱
January 10, 2026 at 9:41 PM
Sometimes I build for fun and not my story whaaaaat 🤍😱
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from me and my favorite gloomy girl!! ❤️🎄🎅
December 25, 2025 at 1:30 PM
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from me and my favorite gloomy girl!! ❤️🎄🎅
The rocks rushed up to meet them, and her world went black.
December 24, 2025 at 9:43 PM
The rocks rushed up to meet them, and her world went black.
Pain bloomed everywhere—bones fracturing, tendons tearing, the crunch of metal folding in around her.
She would survive. She always survived.
Every broken bone, every shredded nerve—she’d feel all of it, but she'd survive.
But Kian? Kian was human. Fragile. Weak. Breakable.
She would survive. She always survived.
Every broken bone, every shredded nerve—she’d feel all of it, but she'd survive.
But Kian? Kian was human. Fragile. Weak. Breakable.
December 24, 2025 at 9:43 PM
Pain bloomed everywhere—bones fracturing, tendons tearing, the crunch of metal folding in around her.
She would survive. She always survived.
Every broken bone, every shredded nerve—she’d feel all of it, but she'd survive.
But Kian? Kian was human. Fragile. Weak. Breakable.
She would survive. She always survived.
Every broken bone, every shredded nerve—she’d feel all of it, but she'd survive.
But Kian? Kian was human. Fragile. Weak. Breakable.
Her stomach stayed suspended somewhere above her as the vehicle plummeted, flipping violently.
Glass erupted inward like a thousand glittering blades, slicing through her skin. Wind roared through the shattered windows, tearing her scream from her throat before it ever left her mouth.
Glass erupted inward like a thousand glittering blades, slicing through her skin. Wind roared through the shattered windows, tearing her scream from her throat before it ever left her mouth.
December 24, 2025 at 9:40 PM
Her stomach stayed suspended somewhere above her as the vehicle plummeted, flipping violently.
Glass erupted inward like a thousand glittering blades, slicing through her skin. Wind roared through the shattered windows, tearing her scream from her throat before it ever left her mouth.
Glass erupted inward like a thousand glittering blades, slicing through her skin. Wind roared through the shattered windows, tearing her scream from her throat before it ever left her mouth.
The world snapped sideways, metal screamed.
The guardrail exploded outward.
Gravity punched the breath from her lungs as the car launched into empty space.
The guardrail exploded outward.
Gravity punched the breath from her lungs as the car launched into empty space.
December 24, 2025 at 9:39 PM
The world snapped sideways, metal screamed.
The guardrail exploded outward.
Gravity punched the breath from her lungs as the car launched into empty space.
The guardrail exploded outward.
Gravity punched the breath from her lungs as the car launched into empty space.
The decision didn’t feel like a choice. Her hands moved before she could think—grabbing the steering wheel and yanking it hard.
December 24, 2025 at 9:38 PM
The decision didn’t feel like a choice. Her hands moved before she could think—grabbing the steering wheel and yanking it hard.
“Stop. The car. Kian.”
“No.” He said it almost gently. “Pets are supposed to be 𝑜𝑏𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡.”
Whatever tether had kept her from making reckless decisions snapped as undiluted rage pulsed through her body.
“No.” He said it almost gently. “Pets are supposed to be 𝑜𝑏𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡.”
Whatever tether had kept her from making reckless decisions snapped as undiluted rage pulsed through her body.
December 24, 2025 at 9:33 PM
“Stop. The car. Kian.”
“No.” He said it almost gently. “Pets are supposed to be 𝑜𝑏𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡.”
Whatever tether had kept her from making reckless decisions snapped as undiluted rage pulsed through her body.
“No.” He said it almost gently. “Pets are supposed to be 𝑜𝑏𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡.”
Whatever tether had kept her from making reckless decisions snapped as undiluted rage pulsed through her body.
“I didn’t like that, by the way.”
Another ten miles per hour.
“You’re 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒, and when I find out who he is, his blood will be on your hands."
Another ten miles per hour.
“You’re 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒, and when I find out who he is, his blood will be on your hands."
December 24, 2025 at 9:27 PM
“I didn’t like that, by the way.”
Another ten miles per hour.
“You’re 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒, and when I find out who he is, his blood will be on your hands."
Another ten miles per hour.
“You’re 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒, and when I find out who he is, his blood will be on your hands."
“Stop the car.” He didn’t. The engine roared as he pushed the gas, the road blurring into streaks of pine and shadow. His eyes never left the road—cool, amused, cruel.
December 24, 2025 at 9:23 PM
“Stop the car.” He didn’t. The engine roared as he pushed the gas, the road blurring into streaks of pine and shadow. His eyes never left the road—cool, amused, cruel.
The car sped up—subtle at first, then unmistakably.
“Kian,” she whispered.
His smile widened, sharp as a blade. “You think I didn’t see who you came in with? Another man chaperoning you into 𝑚𝑦 event?”
“Kian,” she whispered.
His smile widened, sharp as a blade. “You think I didn’t see who you came in with? Another man chaperoning you into 𝑚𝑦 event?”
December 24, 2025 at 9:22 PM
The car sped up—subtle at first, then unmistakably.
“Kian,” she whispered.
His smile widened, sharp as a blade. “You think I didn’t see who you came in with? Another man chaperoning you into 𝑚𝑦 event?”
“Kian,” she whispered.
His smile widened, sharp as a blade. “You think I didn’t see who you came in with? Another man chaperoning you into 𝑚𝑦 event?”
His hand tightened around the steering wheel, and when he spoke again, his voice was silk over rusted iron. “You think I don’t know about your little espionage mission tonight?”
December 24, 2025 at 9:19 PM
His hand tightened around the steering wheel, and when he spoke again, his voice was silk over rusted iron. “You think I don’t know about your little espionage mission tonight?”
“Did you—“ she began prying for another lie when he cut her off.
“I'm not an idiot, Kassandra.” Her stomach dropped.
“I'm not an idiot, Kassandra.” Her stomach dropped.
December 24, 2025 at 9:16 PM
“Did you—“ she began prying for another lie when he cut her off.
“I'm not an idiot, Kassandra.” Her stomach dropped.
“I'm not an idiot, Kassandra.” Her stomach dropped.
Her fingers began to tremble—not from fear, but from the need to do something, 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 before her thoughts tore themselves apart. Her magic hummed feverishly beneath her skin, a restless, coiled thing.
December 24, 2025 at 9:15 PM
Her fingers began to tremble—not from fear, but from the need to do something, 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 before her thoughts tore themselves apart. Her magic hummed feverishly beneath her skin, a restless, coiled thing.
She stared at him, the dashboard lights cutting harsh planes across his cheekbones.
“You didn’t see anything you wanted? I'm sure there were so many different art pieces.” He hummed.
“You know those things barely hold my attention.” Another lie.
“You didn’t see anything you wanted? I'm sure there were so many different art pieces.” He hummed.
“You know those things barely hold my attention.” Another lie.
December 24, 2025 at 9:13 PM
She stared at him, the dashboard lights cutting harsh planes across his cheekbones.
“You didn’t see anything you wanted? I'm sure there were so many different art pieces.” He hummed.
“You know those things barely hold my attention.” Another lie.
“You didn’t see anything you wanted? I'm sure there were so many different art pieces.” He hummed.
“You know those things barely hold my attention.” Another lie.
“So,” she said softly, keeping her tone carefully neutral, “you left the auction early.” Kian’s jaw twitched almost imperceptibly. “I did.”
“Did anything interesting happen before you left?”
A flicker of a glance in her direction, then a lazy smile. “Not particularly.” Lie.
“Did anything interesting happen before you left?”
A flicker of a glance in her direction, then a lazy smile. “Not particularly.” Lie.
December 24, 2025 at 9:12 PM
“So,” she said softly, keeping her tone carefully neutral, “you left the auction early.” Kian’s jaw twitched almost imperceptibly. “I did.”
“Did anything interesting happen before you left?”
A flicker of a glance in her direction, then a lazy smile. “Not particularly.” Lie.
“Did anything interesting happen before you left?”
A flicker of a glance in her direction, then a lazy smile. “Not particularly.” Lie.
She needed answers.
She needed to know what he knew.
She needed to see if he would 𝑙𝑖𝑒 to her one more time.
She needed to know what he knew.
She needed to see if he would 𝑙𝑖𝑒 to her one more time.
December 24, 2025 at 9:11 PM
She needed answers.
She needed to know what he knew.
She needed to see if he would 𝑙𝑖𝑒 to her one more time.
She needed to know what he knew.
She needed to see if he would 𝑙𝑖𝑒 to her one more time.
The long stretch of pine-shadowed road curled along the cliff’s edge, the ocean crashing violently against the rocks far below. The air in the car had shifted—heavier, crackling with something sharp and electric. Her nerves felt flayed open, every inhale scraping like it had to fight through static.
December 24, 2025 at 9:05 PM
The long stretch of pine-shadowed road curled along the cliff’s edge, the ocean crashing violently against the rocks far below. The air in the car had shifted—heavier, crackling with something sharp and electric. Her nerves felt flayed open, every inhale scraping like it had to fight through static.
Kassandra stared ahead at the road, jaw tight, breath shallow. Twenty-eight minutes left.
Twenty-eight minutes to hold herself together.
Twenty-eight minutes to decide what kind of monster she needed to be.
Twenty-eight minutes to hold herself together.
Twenty-eight minutes to decide what kind of monster she needed to be.
December 24, 2025 at 9:04 PM
Kassandra stared ahead at the road, jaw tight, breath shallow. Twenty-eight minutes left.
Twenty-eight minutes to hold herself together.
Twenty-eight minutes to decide what kind of monster she needed to be.
Twenty-eight minutes to hold herself together.
Twenty-eight minutes to decide what kind of monster she needed to be.
“Just tired.” He conceded, smiling again, like nothing in the world was wrong.
Like he wasn’t driving beside the storm he’d created.
Like he wasn’t driving beside the storm he’d created.
December 24, 2025 at 9:03 PM
“Just tired.” He conceded, smiling again, like nothing in the world was wrong.
Like he wasn’t driving beside the storm he’d created.
Like he wasn’t driving beside the storm he’d created.
Kian drummed his fingers on the wheel. “You’re quiet tonight.”
“So are you.”
A pause. His head tilted slightly, suspicious for a fraction of a second, then gone.
“So are you.”
A pause. His head tilted slightly, suspicious for a fraction of a second, then gone.
December 24, 2025 at 9:01 PM
Kian drummed his fingers on the wheel. “You’re quiet tonight.”
“So are you.”
A pause. His head tilted slightly, suspicious for a fraction of a second, then gone.
“So are you.”
A pause. His head tilted slightly, suspicious for a fraction of a second, then gone.
Outside, the bluffs rose and fell in jagged silhouettes against the moonlit ocean. Pine needles whispered in the wind. The road twisted sharply, a snake winding along a cliff’s throat. Inside the car, her magic hummed under her skin—volatile, restless, singing against her bones.
December 24, 2025 at 8:59 PM
Outside, the bluffs rose and fell in jagged silhouettes against the moonlit ocean. Pine needles whispered in the wind. The road twisted sharply, a snake winding along a cliff’s throat. Inside the car, her magic hummed under her skin—volatile, restless, singing against her bones.
Her fingers curled tighter in her lap. A small laugh slipped out—a brittle, humorless sound she hoped he didn’t hear the edge in.
“Right. Must’ve been awful for you.” He didn’t notice the bite, He didn’t notice anything.
“Right. Must’ve been awful for you.” He didn’t notice the bite, He didn’t notice anything.
December 24, 2025 at 8:55 PM
Her fingers curled tighter in her lap. A small laugh slipped out—a brittle, humorless sound she hoped he didn’t hear the edge in.
“Right. Must’ve been awful for you.” He didn’t notice the bite, He didn’t notice anything.
“Right. Must’ve been awful for you.” He didn’t notice the bite, He didn’t notice anything.
He said it like he wasn’t their king.
Like he hadn’t just paraded celestial wings before them as trophies.
Like he wasn’t the reason she could barely breathe.
Like he hadn’t just paraded celestial wings before them as trophies.
Like he wasn’t the reason she could barely breathe.
December 24, 2025 at 8:54 PM
He said it like he wasn’t their king.
Like he hadn’t just paraded celestial wings before them as trophies.
Like he wasn’t the reason she could barely breathe.
Like he hadn’t just paraded celestial wings before them as trophies.
Like he wasn’t the reason she could barely breathe.