#139
Camry nudged Seojun gently, prompting him to brush his fingers against his throat. He hadn’t really noticed until she mentioned it, but now he realized he was actually pretty thirsty. He appreciated her thoughtfulness.
#138
Madison’s mind spun with confusion and suspicion. Leimia had vanished in an instant, there one second and gone the next.
She rounded on Johan, eyes flashing. “Leimia was literally right here when I went to the bathroom. She wouldn’t just leave without a word. What did you do to her?”
#137
Water trickled down bare skin, turning light hair several shades darker. Wet strands stuck to their shoulders and back, outlining a figure that could’ve been mistaken for female at first glance. But the angular pale hips and sinewy thighs made it clear this was a man.
#136
Johan’s eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and reverence as he gazed up at the haunted house looming before him. It was an ominous sight, but one that filled him with anticipation—a fitting response, considering the long, incredible journey that had brought him to this moment.
#135
Knock, knock, knock...
Barely a sound, that knock. More nervous than anything else. Seojun held his hand flat against the wood, but a shiver of apprehension started working its way down his back.
#134
“Ah, shit…”
Seojun squinted against the midday glare, the brightness stabbing at his eyes. His hands flew to the steering wheel as he twisted the key, cutting the truck’s engine.
#133
“Ahhh! Holy shit! The killer vampire bugs are coming this way! Somebody do something!”
Leimia screamed at the top of her lungs, thrashing against her restraints. Panic jolted through her, her body twisting and jerking in a frantic attempt to break free.
#132
Wendrick exploded. The change was instantaneous, violent beyond comprehension, leaving Seojun’s mind reeling in stunned silence.
#131
The moment Leimia confessed he was a man, Charles’s easy smile vanished, replaced by something cold and unreadable. He took a step back, his whole body stiffening, jaw clenched tight. Lost in a haze of panic and tears, Leimia didn’t notice the subtle retreat, her words spilling out between ragged sobs.
#130
At first, it was just sound. Ragged, desperate gasps reaching through the fog in Seojun’s brain. Each rattling breath sounded like a damn battle for survival, as if it might be someone’s last. The floor beneath him buzzed – a low, constant hum that vibrated right into his bones.
#129
Camry and Leimia were going a mile a minute, practically tripping over their words gushing about this “hot, cool, and fresh” woman. Even Camry, who usually came across as reserved, was just as fired up as Leimia.
#128
Oliver froze mid-reach, his bandaged hand hanging in the air, before quickly pulling it back. The moment his eyes landed on Seojun’s gloves, his hesitation vanished. Those small, pale green eyes narrowed with suspicion, the wariness so blatant it almost stung.