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23. Haunted Words

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Elowen

Steaming hot water sprayed directly over my face, stripping away the lingering scent of cheap perfume, bleach, and pure stress. I leaned my forehead against the damp subway tile of the shower, letting out a long, ragged exhale.

This was one of my favourite things about this apartment. The bathtub was so relaxing and even more comfortable than my own bed. My phone sat safe and dry on the marble vanity counter, connected to my wireless earbuds as Isa’s voice buzzed through the static of
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  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   79. Being A Gentleman

    Zephyr's POVThroughout the whole fucking party, my eyes had just been on Elowen. I had been glued to that stupid wooden chair in the shadows, doing nothing except watching her throughout the entire night. Man, I had missed annoying her. I really, desperately wanted to get over there and mess with her, but her hyper friend Ivy and whatever weird, tall guy had been hanging around them all night just wouldn't leave her side. And then, as if the gods high up above had actually heard my prayers, Ivy and the guy finally left her alone. I didn't hesitate for a single second. I immediately jumped out of my seat, pushing through the thick crowd of drunk students just to get to her before someone else did. Then someone stepped right into my path, completely blocking my way. "Watch it," I growled, looking down to see who had the nerve to stand in front of me. It was Sable. I let out a heavy, exhausted sigh. "W

  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   78. A Splatting Embarrassment!

    Elowen's POV "I guess you're ready," Ivy declared, clasping her hands together with the dramatic authority of a general sending her soldier into battle. I shook my head vigorously, clutching the strap of my bag like a lifeline. "Please go over what you told me again." Ivy let out a long, theatrical sigh for what had to be the hundredth time tonight. "I honestly can't believe how insanely intelligent you are in academics, but you're practically dumb in things like this." I gasped, pressing a hand against my chest in mock offense. "That is a terrible thing to say to me!" A helpless smile broke across my face anyway, and I reached out to grab both of Ivy's hands, squeezing them tight. "Just be a good girl and please," I pleaded, giving her my absolute best puppy-dog eyes. "Walk me through what you just taught me one more time. I need to go over there readier than ever." Ivy let out another sigh, though her lips twitched into a fond grin. "Okay, okay! Fine! Pay attention this time."

  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   77. F*ck Cedric F*cking Dimitri

    Zephyr's POV I looked up at the dimly lit stage and let out a long, heavy sigh at the fucking noise Cedric Dimitri was making with his microphone. Seriously, how were people actually enjoying this garbage? The bass was boosted way too high, his vocals were completely drenched in auto-tune, and the crowd was jumping around like he was some kind of musical genius. It was pure noise. Damn. Personally, I preferred classical music over this brain-melting pop shit any day—and I knew exactly where to get it. I pulled my phone out of my jeans pocket and leaned back into a weathered wooden seat that was hidden away in the shadows of a huge oak tree, far from the flashing party lights. Opening T*kTok, I tapped the search bar and typed in the exact handle I had memorized: El_sings_ur_fave_music Her profile popped up immediately. Seeing my little stepsister's face on the small screen brought an instant, unbidden smile to my lips. I relaxed against the rough bark of the tree, tapping

  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   76. I Need A Miracle

    ElowenWhen I arrived at the party, its music buzzed so loud that the ground beneath my heels literally vibrated. And guess what? I recognized that this was a pop song—a catchy, upbeat track with a booming bass line that filled the entire backyard. And guess what also? It was Cedric fucking Dimitri singing. I stood completely frozen near the entrance, my jaw practically dropping straight to the polished floor. I was so shocked to see that he sang pop so well. His voice wasn't just decent; it was smooth, effortless, and carried every single high note with insane precision. He owned the low stage, holding the microphone like he had been doing this his whole life. Before I could even process what I was looking at, Ivy met me, dancing wildly around me in a circle with her arms thrown up in the air. "You're surprised, right?" she shouted over the loud speakers, a massive grin on her face. "Surprised about what?" I yelled back, blinking as colored lights flashed across the crowded liv

  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   75. CRUSHING ON CEDRIC DIMITRI

    Elowen"It can't be that hard..."I recalled when I'd said those exact words out loud to Mr. Jack in the rehearsal hall this afternoon.And now...“What the hell is a pre-chorus?”I stared at my laptop screen like it had personally offended me, my back aching from sitting hunched over my reading desk for hours. Stacks of heavy classical sheet music, chord charts, and music theory textbooks covered my desk here and there, creating a chaotic nightmare around my keyboard.The woman in the YouTube video smiled brightly as she explained something about verses, hooks, bridges, melodies, and apparently a dozen other things I was supposed to magically understand.I understood absolutely nothing.I paused the video.Then I rewound it.Then I watched the same thirty seconds again.Still nothing.I slowly dropped my forehead onto the edge of my desk with a dull thud. “I’m going to die,” I muttered. My voice came out muffled against my folded arms.This was supposed to be easy.Apparently, accor

  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   74. Scholarship Badluck

    Elowen I was operating on roughly four hours of sleep, and honestly, someone could kill me right now and I wouldn't even complain. On the bright side, not much people saw Zephyr drop me off at Belmont's gates earlier, so at least my dignity remained intact. My morning classes dragged on forever. I had a music theory lecture followed by a history seminar—both required me to actually pay attention, which was nearly impossible when I could barely keep my eyes open. I'd already chugged three coffees today, but instead of giving me a boost, the caffeine just drained whatever meager energy I had left to begin with. I grabbed a late lunch in one of the campus dining halls, choosing a small corner table in the back and sending out clear "leave me alone" vibes because I was far too tired to make conversation with anyone. The food succeeded in waking me up a little, and I was early when I walked through the huge oak doors of the humanities building. And about this morning, I kept telling

  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   5: A Fucking Fun Summer

    Zephyr In spite of my best intentions to avoid adhering to my mother, here I was in her fucking car on our way to meeting my “new family.” “You could at least try not to look like a fucking criminal for one day.” My mother’s voice sliced through the car like broken glass. I kept my eyes on

  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   4. "A better life."

    Elowen"I don't do virgins, blondie." It had been nine solid months since that night, and yet the embarrassment still lingered heavily in my chest whenever I remembered the events that occurred. “I want to hold another party, in celebration of you getting into Whitmore College!” Isa shrieked thr

  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   3. I don't do virgins, blondie

    ElowenI didn’t even have the luxury to react before his hot mouth came down on mine. My eyes widened. How did things get to this point?In the next second, my back was pressed against the cold wall as his tall, muscular frame trapped me.I tried to push him away, but his grip on my neck tightened.

  • Rule Number 1: Kissing Your Stepbrother Again Will Ruin You   1. A Jerk in the Party

    There are exactly three things a girl expects to find when she accidentally opens the wrong bedroom door at a graduation party. A sleeping drunk. A couple making out. Or a bathroom. What she does not expect to find is a half-dressed stranger staring back at her after she’s interrupted his m

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