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It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

I swallowed hard, my face burning. I grabbed my glass and downed the last drops in one gulp, the fizz burning its way down. I slammed it on the nightstand, the clink echoing in the tense silence. “What the fuck are you on about?” I snapped, yanking my chin free but not moving away. My voice was breathy, my entire body buzzing. Damian set his own drink aside, half-full. “This.” He yanked open the nightstand drawer and fished out that cursed book: The Devil’s Little Bane.

Once the door clicked shut, I was alone in the dim light. I scanned the room, it was almost easy to tell which part of the room belonged to Darius. Other than the fact that he scent was stronger from the right corner, it looked…neater. Darius always looked like he wanted to take his time with everything, no matter how little it was. The bed, the clean surface, everything just screamed Darius. I moved directly to the wooden shelf, running my fingers along the spine of the books. Did he truly read? Where did he even get all these books from:

Elias raises his glass with whatever he is drinking and then turns away. “You are doing so well, Precious. What do you think of the club?” Jace asks as we wait for our tour guide. “I’m excited to see what more it offers, Sir, but what is the dungeon?” Out of everything that Elias had said, that is the one thing that has stuck with me. Jace chuckles, and leaning into my ear, he presses himself into my side, “That, Precious, is where all the fun stuff happens. That is where I can do unspeakable things to you, and where I can give you the pain that you crave.”

He heads to the mall’s food court area to unpack the items and check out the plots as well. The series is a medley of genre set in a dystopic time. He is amazed at the condition of the books, they feel… brand new? He takes his time to admire and study their condition for almost a hundred times. As he grabs the orange books, he feels the hard cover and runs his hand on the embossed title – The Darkest Minds.

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The corridors were quiet save for the soft thudding of my footsteps echoing off the walls. I stopped when I reached the door to Dorm 314. No light shone under the door, and it was quiet inside. I pressed my ear to the door and listened closely for a few minutes, then turned and continued down the corridor. The next night, I deliberately delayed my rounds by an hour. I heard footsteps above me when I arrived at the third-floor landing. Turning off my torch, I ducked into the shadows. I spotted a familiar figure coming down the stairs. It was Reuben. He was straightening his shirt collar and wore a satisfied expression.

There were numbers posted on each door. The dim lights stuck to the ceiling made the place feel censored. It made me want to run away and forget about the bachelorette party. I can't do this to Hubert. I'm too proper to settle for a one-night stand before my marriage. I was about to step closer to the elevator when suddenly there was a blackout. I froze in place.