It wasn't even the end of the day when the articles were posted. I was trending again. The reporters completely twisted the little boy’s story, making ME a cheater and painting Jasper as a victim of my ‘evil charms.’ The trolling and cyberbullying got harsher after that. Not only do I have to endure Jade and Henry’s fans… I suddenly had to face Jasper’s as well. I knew he was popular with girls, but I did not realize how massive their numbers were and how rabid they could be.They were overprotective and obsessive about him. Every single one of them. They were all extremely rude, isolating me, drawing graffiti on my desk, locker, and dormitory door, leaving hate mail, notes, etc. I just ignored them and they’d eventually lose interest… until the next thing that they would find annoying about me. However, there were some who took it to the extremes and were downright sociopathic. Those people were not afraid to leave me ‘gifts.’ Dead animals in pretty little gift boxes, sometimes with
“Did he choose this, too?” I asked sarcastically when I stood before the king’s lover, grabbing her left hand to have a good look at the simple gold band on her ring finger.I’d never seen it before and I would not even notice it had she not been trying her best not to draw attention to it earlier. Henry must’ve sent me these boxes of jewelry to hide the fact that he gave her a ring, something that he never did for me before. Maybe I was just overthinking it, but Henry was essentially saying that he was more committed to her than he was to me. Jade tried to pull her hand away from mine, but I held firm.“Isn’t that lovely?”“Y-Your Royal Highness…”“What?” I turned over her hand to see if it was just a band and was disappointed that it was. No stones, not even a tiny bit. “Don’t be so dramatic. I’m not doing anything... yet.”The maids exchanged nervous glances in a subtle manner which irritated me. They must know I could still see them, right? I dropped Jade’s hand and spritzed some
We all froze when we caught each other’s eyes. They stood awkwardly like children that got caught doing something they shouldn’t, scratching their necks and napes.“H-hi, guys!” I recognized them as the classmates I tolerate. I invited them so that the party could have some people who didn’t mooch up to me or actively hate me.“Princess Selina,” one girl said, stepping forward. Her smile was awkward, but kind. I think her name’s Grace. “We were just... um...”It was painful to watch her try to explain what they were doing in the shrubbery. They stunk of alcohol, cigars, and something grassy and sweet. They don’t look wasted or tipsy, though, and the girls don’t look disheveled. So they drank and smoked in the garden. Big deal. I know some people who’ve done worse things there.“Are you enjoying the party?” I finally asked to end her suffering.“The party’s lame,” came a male voice from the back of the group, half-hidden by tall vegetation.“Paddy!” Grace scolded him before turning to
TW: Depictions of vio*lence, d*rugs, and s*exual a*ssault_______“Have you tried a love potion yet?” Shania asked, like it was the most natural thing in the world. Like she’s just asking about the weather.“What?” I found it funny that she would entertain an idea like that. “Are you serious?”“Yeah! Desperate times call for desperate measures.”“You know that’s highly illegal, right?” Grace said, bothered and shocked. “Not to mention immoral and unethical.”Speaking of bothered, I was sweating like I was having hot flashes. I felt so uncomfortable. I took off Jasper’s jacket and drank some more of the cold beer they offered.“So is having a side piece? What’s your point?” Shania scoffed.“Where would you even get a love potion these days?” Helen interjected thoughtfully. “All the witches are in Melcoria. The rest are just a bunch of l*wlifes looking for an easy buck.”“There’s one right here in Aldervolf!”“What? You?”“No, silly.” Shania took her phone and showed us a picture of an
“What do you want?” Patrick asked his visitor with a condescending tone.I trembled in shock when the door flew off its hinges, and knocked Patrick off his feet. I never felt so relieved to see Jasper standing by the doorway than at that very moment. His face was blank, but his eyes were glowing dangerously as he stared down at Patrick.Then our eyes locked, and I saw his brows furrow, gritting his teeth. The duke seized Patrick by the neck and yanked him off the ground.“What did you do?” he asked angrily, shaking him, but the guy was unconscious. He dangled like a rag doll from Jasper’s grip.I sniffled and the Lycan turned to face me again, frowning. He let go of Patrick's neck and he dropped to the ground with a loud thud. Jasper walked to the headboard and grabbed the belt. It snapped in half as he yanked it off.“Are you okay?” Jasper asked while untying my hands.“H-he tried t-to r*ape me,” I said, sobbing. I closed my eyes tight, ashamed of myself for being in this compromisin
F*uck me?I groaned into my hand, my face crimson with embarrassment.Why did I say that? This is crazy, I thought. I’m crazy.“Everything all right?”My head snapped towards the owner of the voice that spoke and heat traveled from my face to my neck as I saw Jasper looking at me. His dark hair was already down and framing his face. It was wavy again because he wore it in a bun earlier. He had a puzzled expression on his face. He took off his shirt in one swift move.God, why was he so beautiful?It’s daunting to see him shirtless. It’s not like I’ve never seen a man’s naked body before. I had once or twice when I was in training—I had to familiarize myself with a man’s pleasure points, to be a better lover and wife. That’s what they said— Everything felt clinical then, but this was different. This was Jasper, the most attractive person in all of Volfenheim. With his tanned skin, tight muscles that looked chiseled to perfection, that gorgeous face, the little wisps of stomach hair tra
Jasper“What should I do with you?” I muttered as I stood before Patrick Blanderdolf, who was sprawled unconscious on the floor. I nudged his face with my foot and he flinched, finally regaining consciousness.Selina had already left the house. I saw her run out a while ago, so I went to Patrick's room to do my job. Hopefully, the princess would go home promptly. As she should. She had no business going to shady people’s houses like that without her security detail. Wasn’t she warned about strangers?To be honest, I was a bit disappointed when she left, but it was all for the best. I had to remind myself every time that she's off-limits... but when I look at her, I lose all sense. I don't know what I'd do if she stayed. Not after what she said.F*uck me...She was serious and coherent when she said that. Did she mean it?I scoffed. I was just joking when I offered to sleep with her. I just want to rile her up. I took her inside to see what she would do.No. It was me. I got angry when
Jasper I scoffed at myself. I should have known better. What woman would jump in another man's arms after being assaulted? I briefly wondered if Patrick was innocent this time. Was he the culprit or the victim? Did he fall into her trap as well? What did he do to piss her off? But how come she was crying and tied up when I found her? What kind of scheme was she planning? I glanced at the phone on the table again. She should've put that on the bedside table. She wouldn't record anything if it was so far away from where all the action would be. Unless she doesn't want us to end up in bed. How disappointing. I dropped my call and placed Patrick's phone on the windowsill. She won't stop until she destroys me... and ultimately, my sister. But didn't she realize that she was shooting herself in the foot as well? If she used this against me, so can I. I sighed. I'll never understand her and her logic. “You okay?” I asked. She looked deathly pale. She should be an actress instead. But