The Ugly Girl Is Actually A Goddess

sends a chill down my spine. That boy became my nightmare, always chasing me. From th

presents got weirder, more personal. Then I found the truth. That teddy bear he gave me? I cut it open. There was a came

ot worse. He was there. And his older brother, a teacher at my new school, look

nothing. His family is rich and powerful here. Justice doe

rick. Just another lie to make me drop my guard. He was still the s

can never relax, never feel safe, knowing he's out there.

by his sick obsession. I'm trapped in a living hell with no w

filled the halls. Fear hung thick in the air. Deep down, I knew. I knew he was

stare burning into me. His brother's watchful eyes

rong hands yanked me inside before I could scream. My heart hammered against

ny spark of hope that I could somehow escape this nightmare he'd made of my lif

eir twisted power. He dragged me inside. The heavy doors slammed shut behind us. The air f

her voice bitter. "The men in this family... they get consumed. They have to possess the one they want, no matter the cost. They destr

iliar, terrifying hunger. I stepped back, ready to fight. He held up his hands, looking stran

s far deeper than a crush. It

I demanded, my voice s

his knees. "I had to," he pleaded, tears welling. "They were in the way. T

admitted it. "You're a monster," I spat. "How c

to! I love you! I couldn't

"I will never love you. You're a

ver. "You don't get a choice," he growled, low and deadly

nnecting with his jaw. He staggered back, stunned. I bolted

issed, his breath hot on my face. "You'

"Never! I'd rather

icker of movement behind him. His mother! She grabbed

" she screamed, her eyes

"Come with

d sad. "I can't. This is my p

art pounding, legs pumping, I raced towar

AN

twisted in agony and fury, a gun smoking in his hand. At his

me. I saw the madness, t

ed. "I can't lose you. I won't. You're mine. I'll

lurched forward, grabbing his arm. "NO

Then, horrifyingly, he turned the

AN

g. Renshu stared, frozen in s

ttered something else. He needed me more than ever. His whole

gun. We grappled, fingers scrambl

The world tilted violently, colors swirling. I hit t

? Oh God, WHAT DID I DO?" He dropped beside me, cradling my head, his

ver. I'd fought him, defied him, pushed him away even as the darkness to

trange relief washed over me. Maybe t

I opened