Chay007

Lesly was just your typical kind of sadistic high school gym teacher, having her idyllic life disturbed when she was taken away by this strange butler, who informed her about her being the true heiress of a fallen family. 
That wasn't all; he was asking her to sign the papers to marry a husband whom she had never met before.
Normally, she would have run away and reported them to the police—if it weren't for them threatening her with the (for her) most important hostage.

On her first day in the villa of her new husband, she barged in on her stepson, intertwined with a brunette girl, not stopping to do the deed just because of her presence.
Clearly a psycho.

Next was the husband, who enticed her with money if she stayed for a year, slept in his bed, and played his wife. 
Lesly decided to go through with it for the good ol' money - however, after being introduced properly to her psycho stepson with ravishingly handsome looks, she had a feeling that things in this house would develop in a dangerous direction.

And she should be proven right.

First Volume: 'The Burning Man' is finished! I am going on hiatus with this because it was a hell of a ride for me as well. I think the big unveiling is done now, and I hope I answered most of the questions. I have a few ideas in mind for the second volume, but I wanted to write something new. The author is unpredictable, so maybe I take it on tomorrow again, but right now, I don't know.

Thanks for all your support!
(*ˊᗜˋ*)/ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ*

My Psycho Stepson and me

So close, they waves swapped onto me, bringing me with them, sucking my soul out of me.

Touching her face, I wanted her closer, the greed emerging and the dark creature opening its eyes. I suppressed it again, trying to hold myself steady. Not wanting the owner of the nest to become aware, at least not so soon.

Caught in fascination by just looking at her, this time the perspective to have her on me, willingly showing me her hollowness, my eyes wandered to her lips.

"Does it hurt anywhere?" I asked, my face covering the last inch that parted us, so close that it was as if I were already kissing her, but the barrier still not penetrated, the truth not uncovered.

Hearing that she felt numb, I was worried again, telling her to have me let a look later, through the water and position I couldn't at the moment, and she was still not as warm as I wanted her to be.

116. Kicks by Barns Courtney (Jude's POV)