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My Ex Keeps Showing Up in Photos
My ex and I broke up three weeks before Valentine’s Day. It wasn’t quiet. It wasn’t mutual. It was the kind of breakup where things get thrown, voices get loud, and the last thing he says before leaving is something that sticks in your head long after the door slams.
By V-Ink Stories2 days ago in Fiction
Destined Harmonies
Chapter 7 The silence in the warded room was absolute.Not peaceful. Thick. Like wadding packed around a fresh wound. Cici swam up from the dreamless void, the sleep she’d commanded now a heavy chain she had to break. Her eyes opened to the familiar carved obsidian of her canopy.
By V-Ink StoriesExclusive • 2 days ago
Destined Harmonies
Chapter 6 The hot water was a pathetic shield. It sluiced over Cici’s shoulders, across the stiff set of her back, and did nothing to warm the cold knot of anxiety coiled in her gut. She stood trembling in the center of Diavolo’s lavish ensuite, the steam rising around her like ghosts. The black marble was sleek, impersonal, reflecting blurred fragments of a woman she barely recognized—pale skin marked with faint red impressions from the edge of the kitchen counter, wild white hair plastered to her neck.
By V-Ink StoriesExclusive • 2 days ago
Destined Harmonies
Chapter 5 The silence in Diavolo’s bedchamber was a velvet hush, broken only by the crackle of the grand fireplace and the ragged symphony of their breathing. Cici lay sprawled across silk the color of a deep wound, her white hair fanned out like a fallen moon. Diavolo’s weight above her was an anchor, his sweat-slicked chest pressing her into the mattress. The air tasted of sex and spent power.
By V-Ink StoriesExclusive • 2 days ago
The Leprechaun in the Basement
The scratching started three nights before St. Patrick’s Day. At first, the homeowner assumed it was mice. The house was old, built sometime in the 1940s, with narrow crawlspaces beneath the living room floor. Small animals getting in wasn’t unusual. The sound came in short bursts—scratching, dragging, then silence.
By V-Ink Stories2 days ago in Fiction
Destined Harmonies
Chapter 4 The silence of the palace corridors was a living thing, breathing against her skin as she walked. The sheet she’d wrapped around herself felt absurdly flimsy, a pathetic shield against the predatory energy still humming in her veins from Diavolo’s chambers. Her body was a map of their claim: muscles aching from strain, tender flesh throbbing with a phantom fullness, the scent of them clinging to her. Yet, beneath the soreness, the bond vibrated—a plucked string that refused to go quiet.
By V-Ink StoriesExclusive • 18 days ago
Destined Harmonies
Chapter 3 Consciousness returned not as a gentle dawn, but as a slow, thick tide of sensation. Cici swam up from the depths of a sleep so profound it felt like annihilation. The first thing she registered was warmth. An enveloping, humid heat that seemed to emanate from her very core. The second was weight. A heavy, possessive pressure on her hips, her back, her legs. The third was a dull, stretching fullness that existed in two distinct places.
By V-Ink StoriesExclusive • 18 days ago
The Coin That Wouldn’t Leave
The man found the coin on the sidewalk after the St. Patrick’s Day parade ended. The street was still littered with green confetti, plastic beads, and crushed beer cans. Crowds were thinning out as people staggered toward bars or rides home.
By V-Ink Stories18 days ago in Fiction
The Parade That Never Ends
The woman had only meant to watch the parade for a few minutes. She was in the city for a short business trip, staying in a downtown hotel overlooking several busy streets. When she stepped outside that afternoon, the entire district had been transformed for St. Patrick’s Day.Green banners hung from every streetlight.
By V-Ink Stories18 days ago in Fiction
