MasukR18+ “Fuck off, Azrael!” I snapped despite the crippling fear coiling tightly in my gut. “So you're a mouthy brat with me but a wet mouse with the others?” Those cold, green eyes narrowed. “I'm the one you should be afraid of, Saphielle, me. You do not know what I'm capable of.” ~ ~ ~ Everyone dreams of getting into ‘Velmorne Academy’ but it was an exclusive college to only the Elites. Only those at the top. You know, the 1% kind of rich? Yeah, exactly. So when I got accepted, I thought it was a miracle—It was a trap. Suddenly, the bullying started, and everyone hated me. And worst of all? Azrael, the Alpha prince, has made me his special prey. He says I belong to him and he’d do whatever it takes to make me his. It's hilarious and crazy cause he has a fiancè and I’m just a nobody. It makes no sense. He’s an arrogant asshole. And I fucking hate him. He's the bane of my existence and yet, I keep provoking him. Now I get dreams that I do not understand…they are strange, violent, terrifying—it messes with my sanity and distorts reality. And I’m convinced it has something to do with this school. And Azrael? He’s at the center of it. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~• WARNING: This book contains dark themes and content that some might find disturbing or distressing. Contents like: Bullying, Murder, Violence, Obsession, Explicit steamy scenes, Manipulation, etc…
Lihat lebih banyakCHAPTER SIXTY-TWO:Saphielle’s POV: The more his hand stayed on me the more it felt like it was on fire, burning my skin, and the vision from before became clearer. There he was, killing me. Driving his blade into my stomach over and over again. The beast behind him was unlike anything I’d ever seen—it was terrifying. I had no idea what any of it meant. Hell, the old lady had stopped appearing in my dreams as soon as I cut ties with Azrael. So all I could do was maintain the distance between us. Even though he protected me, made me laugh the most, and showed me care… it didn't matter that he was all I thought about or that it hurt me so badly to say goodbye to him. It didn't matter that I’d started to fall deeply for him… It was safer to cut ties. “I’m not letting you go,” he gritted. “I want to be yours!” My breath hitched, my heart skipped a beat. He continued. “I like you, a lot. Nothing else matters, freckles. I just want to be yours, please, stop pushing me away.”The des
CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE:Azrael’s POV: ‘I don’t want you here.’Her last words to me played like an endless loop in my head. I couldn't get the image of the hurt and frightened look she had in her eyes as she looked at me.It… it broke me.Out of respect, I’d obeyed her request. And Leanne had assured me, she was fine.“I think she just needs some space,” Caspian said, breaking my thoughts. “I mean, with what she went through, it’s normal for that to happen.”Bullshit.“She let Izar hug her,” I pointed out. “She let him stay with her for minutes while you and I waited outside, explain that.”Izar who had been sitting quietly rose to his feet. “I don't understand that either. But Caspian’s right.”The subtle smug look on his face made me want to disfigure it beyond recognition. “Besides, she’s more comfortable around me—”“Get the fuck out of my room,” I snapped and he bit back a smile. Now!”He raised his hands in mock surrender, smiling widely now as he walked away.Caspian laughed loudl
CHAPTER SIXTY:Saphielle’s POV: “You’ve been warned!” The old lady yelled at me, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Stay away!”“Then tell me why?!” I shot back. “Why do you keep coming to me if you won't give me clarification?”She didn't answer; instead, she kept crying as I watched her form disappear slowly. Goddess. This was frustrating. I need to wake up. How do I leave the stupid dream?I was fucking sick and tired of coming back here. It drove me crazy!!!“Saphielle!” A familiar voice called out behind me, making goosebumps scatter across my skin.What the fuck? It couldn't be. I turned and the last person I expected to see, dressed like the rest of the soldiers with a sword in his hand was Azrael. “Azrael?” I gasped, taking in his form. “This isn't real.”It felt like I had to remind myself of that. This is a dream.But Azrael, he felt too real. The man before him was every bit the man I knew except his eyes.Where were his eyes?Why was there just plain skin where there s
CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE:Saphielle’s POV: It was going to take some getting used to. I still felt that slight ache in my heart. And I feel kind of awkward around her but it’ll get better, I hope.I really want to let it go. I'll try.“Does Kasper treat you well at least?” I asked moments later after we both settled down. She forced a laugh. “Of course, he's the sweetest.”The way she talked… her body language… I wondered if I was reading too much meaning into it. If I should tell her he tried to get back with me recently.Wait. How did I forget that? I'd been so self-absorbed that I completely forgot about that..But I couldn't tell her. What if I’m wrong? I mean, it could mean he was messing with me, right? After all his actions proved he never really liked me, even though he was trying to make us ‘work.’ Eventually, she asked me about my dream again. I gave in. “Not to be overly superstitious, but these aren't just dreams anymore,” She said quietly. “Last time we summed it up to y
CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE:Saphielle’s POV: An expression I couldn't decipher crossed her face. “He… he said he had to take care of something last night and I've not seen him since.” She glanced quickly at her watch. “It’s almost five pm, he’ll be back soon. Hopefully.”She was still speaking when I beg
CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN:Azrael’s POV:Everyone had enough reason to be worried about me.I'm worried too. I can feel how strong he is, I can feel how hard he's trying to break me. Maybe going back to Rosita was the right choice but I wouldn't. I wasn't kidding when I said I wanted Saphielle and I wan
CHAPTER FORTY-SIX:Saphielle's POV: “What do I do, Annie?” I sighed. “I can't keep having this confusing nightmare.”But she's not listening, she's lost in her own head, her soda abandoned.I turned to Izar—we'd made it a tradition to hang out whenever we all had free periods at the same time. “D
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE:Saphielle’s POV: 3:18 AM.It's happening again. After that one time, it never happened again.This time, I'm fully aware it's a dream, I'm sure of it but I can't wake up, I can't move either. It's almost like I'm being forced to watch the brutal death of these people, to witne






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