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Unholy Love Love sick.
~I wanna rest my legs on your shoulders.~ Arcane POV: I continued to feel down. I could not shake off the feeling that he left me without a word. I once again started to feel worthless. I sighed as I put my head down on the rest of my chair. Abby's sharp voice cut through the haze of melancholy that clung to me like a shroud. Her unexpected grip on my face drew my attention, and I met her knowing gaze. There was a blunt honesty in her eyes, a stark contrast to the veiled sentiments that had been swirling within me. "Why are you acting like some lovesick pup?" she demanded, her tone a mix of exasperation and concern. I couldn't help but chuckle at her candidness. Abby had a way of cutting through the noise and getting straight to the heart of the matter. There was no room for pretense or sugar-coating with her. "I guess I can't hide anything from you, can I?" I responded, a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips. It was a relief to have someone who knew me so well. She
Unholy Love That perfect little dress.
~When you push deeper, I go crazy for that sh*t.~ Arcane POV: The night unfolded in a whirlwind of lights, laughter, and pulsing music. The venue was a sprawling mansion, bathed in the warm glow of fairy lights, casting a dreamlike aura over the gathering. It was clear that our junior had spared no expense in ensuring that this party would be talked about for weeks to come. As Abby and I made our entrance, there was an immediate surge of energy that enveloped us. The beats of the music resonated through the floor, setting the rhythm for the night. I couldn't help but be swept away by the infectious atmosphere, the cares of the day gradually fading into the background. Dressed in the shimmering gown that Abby had loaned me, I felt like a creature of starlight. The fabric clung to me, its iridescence catching every glimmer of light, casting a celestial sheen that seemed to draw eyes from every corner of the room. It was a dress that commanded attention, and for the first time in a w
Unholy Love Who is he?
~Us watching it go in and out together >>>~ Arcane POV: The night settled around me like a comforting shroud as I returned home, the echoes of the party still reverberating in my thoughts. The laughter, the music—it all felt like a distant memory, fading into the background as I stepped into the tranquility of my own space. The warm water of the shower was a soothing balm, washing away the remnants of the night. As I stood beneath the steady stream, I let my mind wander, retracing the steps of the evening. Ethan's presence lingered in my thoughts, his words a gentle echo in the recesses of my mind. Once I had changed into my pajamas and nestled into the familiar embrace of my bed, my hand seemed to move of its own accord, reaching for the mobile phone that lay beside me. The screen stared back, its unyielding emptiness a stark reminder of the silence that had settled between Xavier and me. It had been months since our last conversation, the passage of time marked only by the day
Unholy Love Traces of me.
~Euphoria take over me when your tongue dance on my body.~ Arcane POV: Another year slipped away in the blink of an eye, and here I stood, on the precipice of high school graduation. It was a milestone that I had never imagined reaching without Mom by my side, her absence a constant ache that refused to fade. And then there was Xavier, a presence that still lingered in the recesses of my thoughts, despite the silence that had settled between us. As I watched my classmates buzz with anticipation, their excitement mingling with nervous energy, I couldn't help but feel a sense of detachment. It was as though I was moving through the motions, the weight of the past still clinging to me. The ceremony itself was a blur of gowns and caps, a sea of faces that seemed to meld together. The applause, the speeches—they all felt like distant echoes, reverberating in a space that I no longer fully occupied. I walked across the stage, the diploma a tangible symbol of an achievement that felt bit
Unholy Love Let her do what she wants to do.
~Baby, your pleasure is my priority.~ Xavier POV: I was getting a call from my Dad. I smiled as I saw his name on the screen and I went to the dressing room to answer his call. As I heard my dad's voice on the other end of the line, a wave of warmth washed over me. It had been too long since we last spoke, and hearing his familiar tone brought a sense of comfort. "Hello, Dad," I greeted, unable to contain the smile that tugged at my lips. "I'm doing well. Training's intense, but I'm giving it my all." I could sense the pride in his voice. "That's my boy. I knew you'd give it your best. I've been keeping up with your progress online. You're making quite the impression." His words were a balm to my determination. Knowing that he was watching from afar, cheering me on, gave me an extra boost of motivation. "Thanks, Dad." I couldn't help but seize the opportunity. "You know, there's a game coming up. Why don't you come to it? I would love to see you." The only game that I played i
Unholy Love Leaving.
~Pretty please.~Arcane POV: The room felt different, like a chapter closing. Tomorrow, I'd be on a plane, leaving this place behind. I couldn't predict when I'd return, and it certainly wouldn't be anytime soon. My gaze swept across the room, each corner holding a memory. Here was where Xavier and I shared that kiss, a sweet moment in time. There, he lounged on my bed, playfully teasing me. And it was this very room where he saved me from my darkest moments, bringing me back from the edge. Tears threatened, but I blinked them away, resolute. I zipped up my suitcase, sealing in the fragments of the past. The room stood still, a silent witness to a part of my life that was coming to an end. I took one last look, trying to etch every detail into my memory. Then, with a final sigh, I turned away, ready to face the unknown that awaited me. The room felt heavy, like a bundle of memories tugging at my heart. Leaving meant closing a chapter that had given me so much - a fatherly figure i
Unholy Love University life.
~Give me a hickey where only we can find them.~Arcane POV:Stepping onto the bustling campus of the University felt like entering a different world. The air buzzed with excitement and anticipation, and I couldn't help but be swept up in the energy. This was it – a fresh start, a blank canvas waiting to be painted with new experiences, friendships, and knowledge.As the days unfolded, I threw myself into the whirlwind of university life. The first week was a kaleidoscope of orientations, campus tours, and the flurry of faces that would soon become familiar. Eveeryone was nice here and I wanted to befriend them all.One afternoon, while trying to find my way through the labyrinth of buildings, I met Luca. His laughter echoed down the hall, drawing my attention."Hey there!" they exclaimed, extending a hand. "I'm Luca. Lost too?"I chuckled, shaking their hand. "Definitely. This place is like a maze."We struck up a conversation about the art installation on the quad, and within minutes
Unholy Love Face of the team.
~I want to be fu*ked and loved by you, for the rest of my life.~3 years later;Xavier POV:The ice rink glistened under the bright arena lights, a frozen stage set for our performance. The crisp air bit at my cheeks as I glided onto the ice, the familiar scrape of my skates echoing in the empty rink. This was where I belonged, where every stride, every pass, held the promise of victory.As the team captain, the weight of responsibility sat comfortably on my shoulders. It wasn't just about winning; it was about leading my teammates, motivating them to push beyond their limits. The anticipation in the air was palpable, a blend of excitement and nerves."Let's own this, Xav!" Mark, my fellow forward, slapped me on the back, his eyes gleaming with determination.I shot him a quick grin, our unspoken understanding a testament to the years we'd spent perfecting our synergy on the ice. With a swift flick, I sent the puck hurtling towards the goal, the goalie's glove barely able to deflect i
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