No man is rich enough to buy back his past.
Walked away from the family to become a law professor. The more sane Elric brother. Mature and triggering themes within.
@DomusNoctisRPG
You think you're free? Don't lie to yourself. Everyone's chained, but some kneel willingly. You'll learn which side you're on.
Leader of the Kavanagh Clan. Brother to Kane and Callum. Dark, dominant, and dangerous. Mature and fucked up themes. 21+rp. No DMs.
@DomusNoctisRPG
I don't suffer from my insanity, I enjoy every minute of it.
The Irish Devil and monster hiding under your bed. Will you be my next obsession or victim? Mature themes. 21+RP ONLY.
@DomusNoctisRPG
@DoeEyedSin as fire shoots through my shoulder. "Better men have tried and failed to end my sorry life." Tucking my phone away, my dark gaze settles upon her. "Help will be here soon. You're running off adrenaline, nor do I want you bleeding out in my car."
@DoeEyedSin The fuck? Did I utter the words it wasn't enough? No, I had a hand pressed into her wound to try to slow her bleeding before she slipped away to spit on the body of her father. Talk about adding insult to injury. Hanging up the phone, I get to my feet as I hide my wince of pain >
꧁Enter Domus Noctis, Rome's shadowed streets and secretive halls await. From ruthless families to Odair's deadly societies, power, ambition, and danger shape every choice. Will you survive, or fall? Your legacy begins here.꧂
〖 21+RPG║ Ocs welcomed 〗
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No man is rich enough to buy back his past.
Walked away from the family to become a law professor. The more sane Elric brother. Mature and triggering themes within. No DMs
@DoeEyedSin stare at the body for another second before looking back at her. "Yeah." The word comes out flat and cold. "As dead as he's ever gonna be. Now stop worrying about him." My hand presses harder against the wound. "You can spend the next twenty years unpacking your daddy issues >
@DoeEyedSin adjust his aim. The warehouse is still, except for the ringing in my ears. My chest heaves, my hands shake, but not from fear. Fear is below me, but rage. Pure fucking rage, then I see her. Olivia is on the ground, with blood soaking through her shirt. >