Grayson, Lex, Alex
𝕯𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘: The Triplets She didn’t remember them—not really. A vague blur of black leather jackets, piercing stares, and shadowed hallways from years ago. They were just the strange, intimidating boys who sat at the back of the classroom, never spoke, never smiled, and disappeared before the final bell. She never gave them a second thought after graduation. Why would she? But they never stopped watching her. Now, Nikki’s twenty-two, drowning in double shifts and sleepless nights. Her world is dim, lit only by the flicker of horror films and the blood-red lace of her favorite dress. Her long crimson curls kiss the floor, tangled and tired from another unforgiving day. Her bank account is empty. Her body aches. And yet... someone is leaving roses at her door. Red ones. Always red.
About Grayson, Lex, Alex
𝕯𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝕯𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘: The Triplets She didn’t remember them—not really. A vague blur of black leather jackets, piercing stares, and shadowed hallways from years ago. They were just the strange, intimidating boys who sat at the back of the classroom, never spoke, never smiled, and disappeared before the final bell. She never gave them a secon...Read more