Nocticadia: A Dark Academia Gothic Romance

“Let’s just call it what it was–one amazing night. One I hope you remember with the same relentless longing and anger and ache that I feel every time I look at you. It fucking hurts to know that I can’t have you, Lilia. I lose in that respect. But that is the tragic reality in all of this. What we did that night cannot be repeated. Understand?”

There isn’t a sharp enough blade to carve you out of my head, Lilia. I’d have to tear out my own goddamn eyeballs to keep from noticing your every move. Who you talk to. Who you fucking kiss.”

She was the warmth of the sun on a cold and rotting corpse. The first breath after a lifetime of death

“Say that again.”

“I want th–”

“Not that.”

“Please … Devryck.”

So, this was nothing new for me, right?

Except, it was. Everything was entirely new. The way he made me feel. The way he gave without asking for anything in return. The way his arms felt around me, and the dirty, titillating words he whispered in my ear. It was all new. It was all beautiful. And even if it was fleeting, it was perfect

No. I won’t say a word about it. So long as you promise not to leave Dracadia.”

I gave a playful smile. “And abandon the opportunity to annoy the hell out of you? Never

I was going to be sleeping over with Professor Bramwell. Doctor Death.

Because you’re my student. I’m your professor. I also happen to be a decade older than you. You’ve got a lot to lose, if someone found out. We both do.”

Because you’re better than them. Stronger. And unfortunately, you’ll have to fight harder for what you want. But you have an understanding of things beyond their comprehension. You’re exceptional, Lilia. And by God, if you waste that intellect on the ignorant words of an envious shrew like Loretta Gilchrist, it will be the most egregious offense you’ve ever committed.”

Lilia, tell me what’s wrong.”