~Hey lovelies, I just wanted to inform you all that my new story is up the title is 'one of us will Die [who's next?]' And I would really love and appreciate it if you check it out and leave some reviews/comments about the book
Thank you so much. I love you all.
Bellow is the prologue for the book ~
PROLOGUE
1933.....
Prince Damien walked through the dark corridors of the palace .
his heart beating wildly in its rib cage as his sweat drenched his clothes and trickled down his cheek.
he lost track of time. Heck, he even lost track of reality
ever since he and his best friend fell in love with the same girl,not knowing what was coming for them.
he already lost his best friend in this demonic world or, as they called it, the "forbidden game."
it all seemed exciting at first, the thrill of the chase and fight, more so like a game of hide and seek but eventually they realised that they were'nt playing the game, rather the game played them.
Damien suddenly halted in his steps as he heard the loud siren cries and he could'nt stop his own tears from flowing.
he was tired of playing the game, but he knew there was no going back. He became more alert as he heard heavy breathing right behind him.
slowly, he turned around but immediately regretted doing so, for he saw the face that had been hunting him, the same face that introduced them to the forbidden game
'i should have left when i had the chance,' he thought . The lights illuminating from the touchs enabled him to see the sinister smirk on her face
and at that point, he knew he had to call a name. He had to sacrifice a person dear to him, or else he would be the sacrifice
"Please," he pleaded as his breathing became shalllow, and he sounded desperate
after all, he was so desperate, desperate for it to all END.
he dreaded the question she was about to ask him, the same question that kept the game alive, yet it still came
"Who would it be this time, Damien ?" she asked as she used the knife on her hand to split open her palm, she watched as her blood dripped onto the castle floor, she found it satisfying that she left her dark blood stains marking her presence where ever she went
"Who's next, Damien?" she asked as her siren voice bounced off the castle walls
A/N
This book is all about a game of trust, sacrifice, and deciet
where love and friendship are tested and where the family is at risk, the question they all dread, which is inevitable, is "Who's next?"
so my lovely readers 'would you rather commit murder or suicide?'
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