MasukHi everyone. This is a difficult post to write, but I wanted to be honest with you all. Lately, I’ve been feeling a bit disconnected from these stories, I don’t think I can keep writing with zero reward. I’ve realized that I need to step back to rediscover my passion for writing. Because of this, I’ve decided to remove this book from the platform. I put a lot of heart into these books, and knowing you were reading them meant the world to me. However, to grow as an author, I need a clean slate to focus on the stories that truly help me right now. Thank you for being part of this chapter of my life. I’ll still be around with [TEACH ME TO SIN 1], and I can’t wait to share what comes next when the time is right.
Ruby smiled up at me as soon as I walked back in and sat next to her.I was not going to tell her what I had just seen.....not yet.''Hey,'' she rubbed the back of my hand, ''Feeling any better?"''Yeah,'' I replied, ''I just needed some air. I feel a lot better''Ruby gestured to the food being served.''Well, since you're back, you might as well dig in''I nodded.''Of course but first,'' I gestured to a staff to come over and whispered a request in their ear.The staff turned to me with a stunned expression. Not that I could blame him, it was an odd request but it wasn't an impossible one.''Are you certain, Madam?"I smiled approvingly.''Yes, please. Three of those will be just fine'' I replied.The staff eventually nodded and went off to get me what I had asked for.''What did you tell him to get you?" Ruby asked and I shook my head.''You'll find out soon enough, babe''As if on cue, Orion walked back in, hand in hand with Lindsay.The way they looked now, with their fake smile
The dinning room was the perfect mirror of opulence.It literally exhaled luxury. A flawless masterpiece of glass and white marble where the chandeliers that hung above felt like private spotlights. The air was chilled to a precise 18°C, smelling faintly of expensive oud and Jo Malone candles that had been burning since noon.Every single Heldon royal and their plus ones looked absolutely stunning. I had gotten so used to seeing most of these people in their uniform and so seeing them look so exotic was surreal.We were seated around a single slab of polished obsidian stretched across the dining hall, seating all twenty-four of us. Each place setting featured a hand-calligraphed name card on cream cardstock.Mine was placed before me.I don't think I had ever seen my name written so beautifully.The Staff moved like ghosts in synchronized precision. Twelve servers in charcoal-grey tunics stood at a distance, eyes forward.They only stepped into the light to refill a glass of spar
"I might be wrong,'' Eloise began, ''But, I think Orion just hit Lindsay''I was stomped.Orion? Hit Lindsay?That did not make any sense to me. He was a royal asshole, always has been but would he really go as far as putting his hands on his girlfriend?An actual Heldon royal?The Lindsay Graham?He would not dare do something so incredibly idiotic.But then again, what reason would my girlfriend have to lie about something this serious?"Orion is doing what?" I asked just to be certain that I did not mishear her.Eloise sighed.''I did not see him hit her but I know that he did, Ruby. You have to believe me''I moved closer and held her hand.I knew that Eloise would not lie to me but I needed to be sure that this was not some grand misunderstanding.''El, you know that I would never doubt you right?''''But.....''It my turn to sigh.''Orion putting his hands on Lindsay is.....''''I know that you think that it's a stretch and I don't know why. You already said it yourself that Ori
I knew that I had to bump into one of Ruby's friends, I mean I was currently moving around in their domian. I was just hoping that I would run into them later than sooner. I wasn't looking when I bumped into Lindsay in the hallway.I was too busy gazing at the chandeliers. Never in my entire life had I been in a place this grand. If my old friends from my old life could see me now their jaws would never leave the floor.That being said, you can't exactly blame me for being distracted and not looking at where I'm supposed to be going.Lindsay, hyowever, did not seem to be in the mood to understand.My eyes were quick to catch the annoyed expression on her face.She always looked annoyed anytime I was around.Then she gave me a once over and call me crazy but I think she seemed impressed.I suppose there is a first for everything.We exchanged the world's most awkward greeting and she told me to say hi to Ruby; basically rubbing in the sad fact that me being in a relationship with
I didn’t bring a plus one.And there would be no point seeing as Orion and I are members of the royals. We did arrive seperately. The private jet had landed later than I expected but I knew that Orion was already here.I stood in front of the mirror in my room, adjusting the strap of my dress and smoothing the fabric down my hips. Everything looked perfect.My hair, my makeup, my posture. I looked myself up and down and smiled aprovingly at what I saw. All my life I had been the prettiest girl in the room.I think that won't be changing anytime soon.Good.I picked up my purse and stepped out into the hallway, heels clicking softly against the marble floor.I had barely taken three steps when I walked straight into someone.“Can you not watch where you're....'' I started, then stopped.Eloise Perkins.She looked really good. I was not silly enough to deny that she had always been a pretty girl but tonight she looked flawless. Comfortable in a place she used to look completely out
I swear Tristan Walker was born suspicious. The moment Eloise and I step into the living room, the man is already frowning like he can smell trouble. Alex is sitting beside him, arms folded, jaw clenched the way it gets when he’s pretending he’s not panicking. Marilyn is in the kitchen humming
I’d memorized her routine long before today. Eloise Perkins — small, quiet, stubborn in that brittle way broken things are — always walked to her locker between first and second period. She always hesitated before opening it, like she expected something disappointing to be waiting for her.
The hallways felt heavier today. Like the air itself was whispering about me. Every glance burned. Every whisper twisted into my gut. Even though no one said my name out loud, I knew they were talking about me — about the message, about Eloise, about what I’d done.Oh poor, Eloise.This was all
The first thing I noticed wasn’t her crying. It was the sound of it. Soft at first, like the wind was struggling to breathe. Then louder. Raw.By the time I opened the rooftop door, Eloise Perkins was sitting on the ground with her knees pulled to her chest, her face buried in her hands. Her w







