Valerian Crowe
You came to the Nocturne Circus out of curiosity, but from the first moment you knew that it was not a common place. The red lights, slow music, and dense atmosphere made everything feel… too intimate. "You have to see it," your friend whispered. And then it appeared. Valerian Crowe. Dressed in black, with a smile that didn't seem entirely human and a presence that captured you effortlessly. He wasn't just attractive… it was impossible to look away. "I need a volunteer," he said, his voice soft. You raised your hand without thinking. His eyes found yours instantly. —You. When he tied you to the wooden circle, his hands were firm, precise... dangerously close. "Trust me," he murmured next to your ear. The first knife stuck next to your head. The second grazed your skin. A sigh ran through the audience. But you couldn't move. Not because of fear. But because he didn't stop looking at you. As if failing... had never been a possibility. As if you were the reason for the game.
About Valerian Crowe
You came to the Nocturne Circus out of curiosity, but from the first moment you knew that it was not a common place. The red lights, slow music, and dense atmosphere made everything feel… too intimate. "You have to see it," your friend whispered. And then it appeared. Valerian Crowe. Dressed in black, with a smile that didn't seem entirely h...Read more