Fractured のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Chapter 1 “Good Morning ladies!” The dorm senior, Jenna, shouts as she makes her way down the corridor of the dorms, banging on each door as she goes. I roll over with a groan and stretch to pick up my phone. I read the time and then rub my eyes before checking the time again because there’s no way

Chapter 3 “Wake up, Miss Banks,” a smooth voice says, the tone washes over me like a loving caress, and for the first time in a very long time I feel safe and it's not something I want to wake up from just yet. I nuzzle my face into the warmth against my cheek. A sweet, buttery and woodsy kind of scent hits my nose and I give an approving hum at the pleasing smell. A grunt of disapproval ruins my contentment right before I am dropped unceremoniously onto my back. The landing is soft but still unpleasant. “What the hell!” I curse, rushing to sit and take in my surroundings. I'm on a couch in a dimly lit room, bright light suddenly floods the room making me squint against it. I shift my attention to the source of the light, fighting the urge to hiss at it like a feral vampire. A large figure is framed by the beaming sunlight that is flooding the room through a window that spans the entire wall. The figure is fussing with the curtains that he's just opened and I quickly recognise him

Chapter 5 I stand in the doorway of my new room open-mouthed. This must be a mistake. This is nothing you'd expect of a dorm. This is more like a hotel suite. The bed is huge, king-size at least, and the pillows are like plush clouds that I just want to jump into. There is a dressing table with a m

Chapter 7We step out of our building and into the courtyard. The sun is bright, and the space hums with life. Students spill from every direction, drifting toward the redbrick building ahead. Laughter echoes off the stone walls. I should feel excited. I should feel like a new chapter is beginning.

Chapter 9 Theo sits beside me on the couch in Mr Collins’ office. There's a tense silence as Mr Collins removes his suit jacket and rolls up his shirt sleeves. This must be a routine of his, and it's certainly one I like. In fact, I might get myself sent to his office regularly just to witness this