Standalones

Little Dove

Where do I begin?

Oh. Yeah.

Once upon a time.

Isn’t that how all good fairy tales start? 

And Maximo and I, we were definitely a fairy tale.

Not the cleaned-up, sanitized ones where life’s problems were solved with a smile and a song. We were the old-school kind. The twisted tales packed with murder, violence, and tragic beginnings.

Okay, so maybe we weren’t a traditional fairy tale. After all, Maximo was more villain than prince. He was scarily sexy. Devilishly charming. Controlling, possessive, and dangerous.

Especially when it came to me. 

His little dove.

And heaven help anyone who tried to free me from my gilded cage.

Give in

I watched her.

I knew I shouldn’t. It was a mistake. Wrong. Forbidden.

A glimpse of heaven before a depraved angel led me to hell.

One email was all it would take to end the torture. A simple email, dropping Eden Wilder from my class and my life.

But I couldn’t do it. I was selfish—taking any bit of her I could.

That’s how addictions start. You give in just a little. Just once. Before long, your obsession has grown into a violent storm, shrouding you in darkness as it consumes your thoughts. Consumes your whole damn life. And everything you’ve worked for is gone.

But you honestly don’t give a f*ck. You’d serve your soul up on a silver platter for your addiction.

And she was mine.