Elias Vance ——
I have been the prayer and the punishment. The lover and the blade. They all wanted pieces of me, and I gave them willingly, thinking it meant I was loved. Now there’s nothing left to give, only the hollow, and the memory of what it cost to feel.
▸▸ 𝐃𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐕𝐞𝐠𝐚 ◂◂
Every corner holds a choice. Every misstep leaves a mark. The patient watch. The reckless vanish.
@paintedwithsins cousin.
[ Original Chapter | Mature Content ]
I think I’ve done the work, and I’m finally in a better place mentally. I’ll slowly be bribing my personalities back out of hiding. If you’d like to create with me, feel free to slide into my DMs.
Dominic Santoro.
“They say that to forgive is divine, but if you look closely enough into the eyes of a man who has lost everything, you will find that he much prefers the satisfying architecture of a well-planned revenge.”
Mature Content.
Beneath the Perfect Son: 𝐀 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐞
I stood in the shadows of a concrete pillar, watching the entrance of the underground poker den. Beside me, Damien checked the side of his pistol for the third time. He wanted blood. “Remember,” I said, —
He is weak. Leo never learned his place. Never learned how this world actually works. Men like your brother and mine confuse mercy with purpose. Be intrigued. We’ll have our fun.
Leo still being weak and useless doesn’t surprise me. He doesn’t understand his position in life and what it means to be apart of this world, he reminds me of my own brother. Darius always wants to “save me,” what a petty. I’m intrigued as always. We will have some fun, Eli.