Jonah

“Show me who you are,” I demand, pointing my gun directly at his covered forehead. “Remove the mask. Take it all off.”

A low, husky laugh escapes his lips. “Even my uniform?”

My body shudders as a wave of heat causes my stomach to churn.

“Do you want to die?” I ask, clicking the gun.

For a moment, he doesn’t say anything. Then, slowly, he lowers himself onto his knees with his hands in ...

Jonah

“I will kill you,” I warn him, my breathing uneven as I press my left forearm against his chest, holding him in place with his back to the wall.

Huffing out a breath of air, he suggests, “Do it,” his tone genuine and his voice gruff.

Forcefully, he takes my wrist and brings the edge of the blade closer to his skin, hovering it near a bold scar.

“Make me bleed.”...

Gracie Mendez

Smoke stings my eyes.

Wincing, I struggle to hold back a cough.

“Andres, seriously?” I ask a moment later while waving my hand around to clear the gray clouds in my bedroom.

Arching an eyebrow, he lifts his eyes to meet my gaze.

After pulling out the cigarette from his mouth, he tilts his head downwards, giving me an off-putting look.

“What, babe? You want me to stop?”

“What ...

Owen Moore

“When you phoned me and asked to meet up with you, I wasn’t expecting to commit an entire crime!” Reese whisper-hisses, her nails digging into my forearm.

Stifling a laugh, I navigate us around the open building in the dark. Our steps are quiet, careful, but a faint echo continues to sound from each thump.

“You told me you wanted to feel alive. Is the adrenaline rush here not enough?...

!!! This scene contains harsh topic(s) that may be extremely upsetting !!!

Nathaniel Graham

The shower is running, I have a shattered piece of glass in my hand, and I am staring at the reflection of someone who is not me.

The stranger follows my moves, chest rising and falling at the same time I breathe.

We share the same everything; chocolate-brown, curly hair, electrifying blue eyes, and sc...

“Kiss me,” Kaitlyn breathes against my lips. “Make me forget about all of the bad things.”

Reaching a hand up, I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, and the shorter face-framing pieces fall back against her face.

I look her in the eyes, and my stomach burns when I see she is already staring, watching me with a desire of longing and lingering sadness.

My entire face flushes, cheeks fading to a...

“Go home, Rhett,” I mumble shakily, refusing to look at him.

Elbows resting on the dining room table, I allow my head to drop into the palms of my hands. My left leg bounces restlessly beneath the counter.

I can sense him shaking his head, the frustration and heat of his body oozing off of him.

“Oh, fuck you,” he spits out, voice low, and betrayal is evident in the way he speaks.

It makes me s...

Rhianna’s “Shut Up And Drive” had been playing when Gracie and I entered the stadium.

Now, I need everyone to literally shut up so I can focus and drive.

“Fucking helmet,” I mutter, nervously fidgeting with the straps and shaking my head when I tighten it too much, desperate to ease the tension in my body.

My hair is a mess beneath it, plastered to my forehead from anxiety-induced sweat.

Once ...

“You do you,” Lucas nods his head in my direction, eyebrows raised. “I’ll do me,” and then, with a grin, he decides to toss out, “And we’ll do each other.”

Stifling an annoyed groan, I settle for rolling my eyes. Resting the side of my head against my palm, I have to force myself to focus on the sheets of paper in front of me.

There is the sound of shuffling for a few beats before I feel Lucas’ ...

Delicate hands weave through my hair,

the feeling of freedom fading into despair.

Fingertips brush my skin softly,

egniting a flame that burns ever so brightly.

I push them away, my heart intangible,

a mess that remains full of trouble.

Their breath stays softly,

drawing out breaths of air, skulled ghostly.

Aravicious demands hidden beneath,

and I mourn my own grief.

Hugging my knees, I clos...