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

"Hah…" My heart beat heavily as I confirmed my suspicion.

The bird was not always a polite little crow; its bleak was sharp, and its claws were deadly.

But instead of following the path of her supposed mother, she was strong and brave enough to let herself be formed into a high-school gym teacher that let kids run instead of skinning them — by an equally strong and brave old woman.

Putting the cat down and covering my mouth with my hand, I was amazed.

How was it that with every new puzzle piece, I fell deeper for the little crow?

I chuckled. How endearing, so damn cute, to carry around the cat she had killed as a memento of her sin, while at the same time caring for it dearly, albeit still erasing every guilt from herself.

128. Angel (Jude's POV)