Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
Goddammit, he saw us.
No point in hiding.
“He’s gone now,” I say, turning around the corner of the pillar.
I head straight for the bulletin board and snatch the paper off. It’s an invitation to a Halloween party.
My heart begins to thrum.
“Oh wow, no, absolutely not. God no.” Crystal laughs while I stare at the note. “Wait, you’re not actually thinking of going there, are you?”
This is perfect.
“Pen, please tell me you’re not going to that party,” Crystal says.
“He put this here for me to find,” I say.
She grabs my shoulders. “Pen, listen to me. All those boys have the money and power to make anyone disappear. If you get in their way, if they think you’re a threat, they’ll destroy you.”
My nostrils flare. “They can fucking try.”
I need to be there. If I can’t find that Nathan guy here on campus, I’ll definitely find him at a party hosted by the three richest fuckers in this university. And it’s a Halloween party too, with mandatory Halloween outfits.
A smirk forms on my face.
I guess it’s time to go back to that serpent’s den.
I pull up the bustier of this bright red and black costume that looks more like some erotic underwear for pleasure. The only reason I’m wearing this is because I know they won’t let me into the building if I don’t. One of the stipulations on the note I snatched off the bulletin board. Dress sexy.
Well, if they want sexy, they can get fucking over-the-top sexy … my way.
I pop my lips and apply some thick red lipstick and a black lip liner to create an ombre look, then put on my eyelashes. And finally, I draw on some blood droplets. When I’m done, I lean back and look at myself in the mirror. With this cape and these bloody marks around my mouth, I look like a certified vampire on the way to her next victim.
Perfect.
I grab my purse and check if I have everything like my phone and my trusted knife that I’ve used several times before when I needed protection. A gift I once received from my father who didn’t know what to get his girl for her birthday. It turns out, it was the best idea ever.
With a smirk on my face, I march out of the bathroom and head straight for the door.
“Whoa, where’re you going looking like that?” Kayla asks as she pauses the show she was watching on her laptop.
“A party,” I reply.
“You don’t mean the one at the Skull & Serpent Society frat house, right?” She throws some popcorn into her mouth.
“That’s the one.”
She almost chokes on some kernels. “What? No, you’ve got to be joking. They’re the worst. Do you even know what you’re getting yourself into? Like their parties are legit known as the place where people go to get fucked up and possibly even die.”
“I’m going to try to find this Nathan guy there. It’s a party. It can’t be that bad.”
She laughs. “They’ve literally hazed people to death.”
“This isn’t a hazing,” I reply, putting on my sky-high black heels.
“So? People die. It’s a thing there. Not even to mention all the drugs and alcohol involved.” She rolls her eyes. “I mean, I’ve been to a few parties, but those guys?” She makes a funny face. “They’re really into some fucked-up, lewd shit.”
“I’ll be in and out. That’s it,” I say, opening the door.
She sighs. “You sure you don’t need me to come with you?” She crawls off the bed in her pajamas and nightcap. “Because I will. I just have to put on some shoes.”
I chuckle. “No, it’s fine. Go watch your show. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine.”
“Okay, if you say so,” she replies as I close the door. “But call me if something happens, and I’ll come out with my tits swinging!”
I snort. “Thanks, Kayla! See you later.”
I run down the hallway, ignoring the many looks I get as I pass open doors, and I rush down the steps and out the door. The air is chilly outside for an October night, and I definitely didn’t dress for the weather. I dressed to impress.
I dress to lure in boys like Nathan, who do bad things and think they can get away with it.
And when I finally get close enough … I’ll bite his fucking head off.
Dylan
Chilling on the couch with two girls in my arms and amazing music playing over the speakers is just the way I like to spend a night. This Halloween party couldn’t have been better planned. All the food, booze and drugs you could ever want at our fingertips, casually scattered across the house on several tables, along with cups and snorting strips. I’ve got people covered together with Alistair, who bought most of it. He stole a few bottles here and there. Not because we can’t afford it but because it gets him off like nothing else.