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[littlealyse-123]

Chapter 3 – A Taste of Blood in the Air

POV: Jasper Hale Location: Cornell University Time: Late September

He shouldn’t have come today.

Jasper sat stiff-backed in the far corner of the seminar room, hands folded too neatly on the desk in front of him. From a distance, he might’ve passed for calm. Bored, even.

He wasn’t.

She was already here. He didn’t need to see her to know. Her emotions brushed against his ribs like static—delicate, frayed, too open.

Nervous. Tender. Untethered.

She doesn’t want to be seen. But she doesn’t want to disappear either.

His jaw tightened.

The room smelled of damp ink and paper glue and synthetic perfume, but beneath all that: bruised peaches. Burnt sugar.

Her.

It wasn’t just blood. It was memory. Summer fruit in a soldier’s hand. Warm skin beneath linen. A touch remembered more than felt. It made something in him ache with the familiarity of a wound long since closed.

He kept his eyes forward. Tried not to breathe too deep.

The professor’s voice drifted like dust, Fredericksburg, stone walls, crimson fields. Casualty estimates. Tactical failure. Normally, lectures like this calmed him. The past didn’t shift. Didn’t surprise.

But Olivia…

Olivia was a live wire strung through a lightning storm.

A sudden spike hit him, sharp, slicing. Her anxiety. Not soft like most. No gradual rise. A blade between the ribs.

He flinched.

Before he could stop himself, his eyes found her.

Middle row. Shoulders hunched. Hands pulled inside her sleeves like she was bracing for impact. Her pulse stammered in her chest.

Then the professor said her name.

Gently. No threat in it.

But her whole body locked.

And everything inside her broke open.

The panic hit him like wildfire through dry grass. A breathless, tearing thing. Not just fear, humiliation. Shame. That horrible, invisible scream of someone who desperately needed to vanish before they shattered.

He’d felt it in soldiers seconds before the charge. In newborns on the edge of the thirst.

And now, in her.

The scent sharpened, turned metallic. Ash and sugar and blood. It hit the back of his throat like a memory he didn’t want.

Maria’s camp. Screams in firelight. Dirt soaked in fear. And the sick sweetness of it.

Olivia’s voice, small, fraying, tried to answer.

He was on his feet before he realized it.

His chair scraped back across the floor. Heads turned. A girl beside him blinked, startled.

He didn’t speak. Didn’t wait. Didn’t breathe.

He just walked out.

The cold slapped him hard across the face.

Outside, the wind smelled like frost and distant woodsmoke. Students passed behind him in pairs and threes, chatting about coffee or politics or deadlines. The world moved around him. He didn’t feel a part of it.

He crossed the quad without aim. Toward the edge of the trees. Toward quiet.

Amber leaves twisted overhead as maples shivered in the wind. He stopped beneath one, leaned his back against the trunk, and let the silence bleed into him.

It didn’t help.

He could still feel her panic under his skin. Hear it like a melody burned into memory.

He had spent decades perfecting the art of muting others, Maria’s army had been fire and frenzy. Alice had been clarity and motion. Controlled chaos.

But Olivia?

Olivia was truth.

And truth, in its rawest form, was the one thing that scraped clean through the rot.

It made him feel something close to living.

And it made the thirst worse.

He should leave.

He still could.

But that night, back at the farmhouse, he sat motionless in the dark as frost bloomed silver on the windows and silence wrapped around him like a cloak.

Eventually, he opened Alice’s old journal. And wrote:

She is not the threat. But she’s the beginning of something. And I am not ready. God help me, I want to be.

[greenlivingdaily]

🖤 "You Won’t Believe This Kitchen Exists in Real Life…" 🖤

✨ This is not just a kitchen — it’s a dream in deep green. Swipe through the photo and imagine the aroma of morning coffee, the warmth of copper pots, and the elegance of vintage glasswork — all in one place. If you’re someone who loves aesthetics, timeless design, and cozy vibes — 🎯 You need to see what’s behind this photo. 👇 Click the link and thank me later:

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💬 Don’t say we didn’t warn you: this is pure kitchen envy 🔥

[theerinmelrose]

Would you trust the guy in spiked boots? More snark and spikes in Missouri Misfits, coming soon. <3

– Erin Melrose

[anadytop]

Dark, dreamy, and oh-so-cozy…🖤

These black linen curtains are the perfect blend of minimalist charm & bold elegance, offer a calm, grounded, and chic look for your modern interiors while keeping your space stylish & serene.

➤ Light-blocking, textured linen, sleek silhouette. 👉 http://bit.ly/4jLjDaY

Reblog if you’re into the dark & cozy aesthetic! ✨

[jue1concretehomedesign]

When Brutalism meets your morning coffee. Concrete isn't just for sidewalks anymore. Our cement tissue box eats your ugly plastic ones for breakfast. (And yes, the candle jar doubles as a weapon against boring decor.)

[camarao-frito-prod]

"Sometimes I need to be alone"

[matter-of-self]

Minimalist elegance in motion 🖤 Timeless tones, structured grace, and just the right amount of mystery.

[stochastique-blog]

Weird

“𝙄𝙛 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙮, 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙚. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙩, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙙, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣.” ~

I watched the Netflix adaptation of this last year with the wonderful @dora.bodrogi , so I already knew the story. But Daphne du Maurier’s writing style is so evocative that it pulls you immediately into the world of Manderley, with its mysteries and moral ambiguities. The story is reminiscent of Jane Eyre, with all the best hallmarks of gothic fiction: a dark, Byronic anti-hero, an ominous house haunted by its past, strange and mysterious fires. Despite the cliches, du Maurier’s writing kept me captivated - there’s a reason this novel is still a classic! I also loved the narrative decision to keep the protagonist nameless - it emphasised her dangerous obsession with Rebecca herself, and her constant fear that she will never be good enough. ~

Q: What’s a gothic story that you’ve read/watched recently and loved?

A: The Haunting of Bly Manor (based on Turn of the Screw) only arrived on Netflix last October and I’ve already watched it three times… That’s how good it is…

#rebecca #daphnedumaurier #gothicnovel #classicnovels #autumnvibes🍁 #darkacademiavibes https://www.instagram.com/p/CSyWuLMLm6s/?utm_medium=tumblr

[ace-of-toodles]

Fast fashion be damned. It’s better to have a closet that reflects your personality and lifestyle. I thrifted this red coat about 8 years ago, I didn’t have the courage to wear it until college. Now it’s my favorite coat.

The rest of my outfit was also thrifted except for the tights and socks.

#fashion #ootdfashion #procreate #illustration #procreate #drawing #darkacademiavibes #slowfashion #ootd #selfportrait #sketch #antifastfashion #downtowngirl

[jossyreadssmut]

ℂ𝕒𝕤𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕪 ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕡

𝑹𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑸𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏 -ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ꜱʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴜʀɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ.

https://books2read.com/Reignofthequeen

𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈 -ʜᴏᴡ ꜰᴀʀ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ꜰʀᴀɢᴍᴇɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ?

𝕍𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 ᴀɴᴅ 🆁🅰🅶🅴 ꜰɪʟʟ ᴍʏ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀʀʀʏ ᴍᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴀʟᴇᴠᴏʟᴇɴᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙʏꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇꜱᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ. ɪ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇꜱᴛʀᴏʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴀꜱʙᴜʀʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɪ ᴅᴇꜱᴛʀᴏʏᴇᴅ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇꜱꜱ?

https://books2read.com/Fall-of-a-King

𝑪𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒖𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎 -ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜱᴀʏ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ; ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰɪɴᴅ 𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕖.

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆? ᴀʟʟ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ɪꜱ ʀᴀɢᴇ.

ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐝, ᴀɴᴅ 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴀꜱʙᴜʀʏ. ᴍʏ 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 ʟᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴘᴇʀɪʟ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʏᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʀꜱᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴍʏ ɼε۷εกցε.

https://books2read.com/Corruptedkingdom

🚩Ⓢⓗⓞⓟⓟⓘⓝⓖ Ⓛⓘⓢⓣ: 🚩

🖤ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ

🔪ᴡʜʏ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ - ʀʜ

🩸ᴇɴᴇᴍ!ᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ

🖤ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ʜᴇʀ & ɪ’ʟʟ ᴜɴᴀʟɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ

🔪4 ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱ!ᴠᴇ ᴏᴛᴘ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀʜ0ʟᴇꜱ

🩸ᴛᴏʟᴅ ɪɴ ᴅᴜᴀʟ ᴘᴏᴠ

🖤ᴘʀᴀ!ꜱᴇ

🔪ꜰ0ʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴘʀᴏx!ᴍɪᴛʏ

🩸ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʙᴜʟʟʏ

🖤ᴠɪʟʟᴀɪɴ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ

🔪ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ꜰᴍᴄ

🩸ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ & ꜱɪɴꜱ

🖤ᴘʀ!ᴍᴀʟ

🔪ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛ!0ɴ

🩸ʙʟ00ᴅ ᴋ!ɴᴋ

🖤ᴄ*ᴍ ᴋ!ɴᴋ

🔪ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴋ!ɴᴋ

🩸ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ

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[ameliaella]

📖✨ Just Dropped: Cathy’s Debut Mystery Novel! ✨📖

You know that feeling when you pick up a book and suddenly your entire weekend is booked? Yeah… that’s what just happened. 😳

🔍 The Obsidian Eye Book One of the Secret Societies & the Sisterhood Sleuths series By Cathy (aka your next favorite author)

This book has everything: 👁 A mysterious ancient artifact (hello, Obsidian Eye) 🌒 Secret societies pulling strings from the shadows 🕵️‍♀️ A fierce, all-female team of teen sleuths you’ll instantly want to be besties with 🔐 Codes, hidden passages, whispered legends… and one big secret that could change everything

Think: National Treasure meets Nancy Drew, but darker, smarter, and with way more girl power. 💥

Cathy weaves together suspense, sisterhood, and slow-burn mystery in a way that keeps you flipping pages long after midnight. If you’re into cryptic clues, unbreakable bonds, and storylines that make your brain do backflips—this book is for you.

✨ Bonus points if you love stories where girls save the day while the world underestimates them. ���

📚 Perfect for fans of:

The Mysterious Benedict Society

The Inheritance Games

A pinch of Dan Brown (but make it YA-friendly and female-led)

Anyone who's ever wished their book club meetings were also secret missions

📦 Available now in paperback, Kindle, and whispered legends passed down through secret tunnels (okay, maybe not that last one… yet 😉)

🔮 This is just the beginning. The Sisterhood is just getting started.

#TheObsidianEye #BookRecommendation #TumblrReads #SisterhoodSleuths #SecretSocieties #GirlDetectives #MysteryBooks #NewRelease #BookSeries #DarkAcademiaVibes #YAReads #CathyWrites

[honestlywiseenemy]

Men’s Jewelry: More Than Style, It’s a Statement

Jewelry isn't just about adornment—it's about identity.

From ancient warriors wearing engraved bands to modern-day creatives layering silver chains, men's jewelry has always carried meaning. Power. Heritage. Confidence. Art.

✨ What You Wear Says Who You Are

🖤 A ring can represent strength, history, or rebellion.

🔗 A chain tells a story of legacy and resilience.

🧿 A pendant can hold belief, culture, or mystery.

🛡 Cufflinks and bracelets add polish with intention, not excess.

Whether you’re into mythology-inspired designs, minimalist elegance, or bold statement pieces—jewelry is your language without words.

At Illicium, we handcraft sterling silver jewelry for men who lead with individuality—rings, chains, pendants, and more, rooted in art, history, and meaning.

🔗 Explore the Collection and wear what defines you.

#MensJewelry #Illicium #SilverRings #MensChains #StyleWithMeaning #TumblrStyle #MythologyAesthetic #DarkAcademiaVibes #JewelryThatSpeaks

[miniaturesbync]

Whispers in the Steam Candlelight flickers, shadows sway,Warm water sighs at the end of the day.Clawfoot bath, brass gleaming bright,Curtains drawn against the night.Wooden floors creak under bare feet,Echoing time, slow and sweet.In this hush where echoes dream,I lose myself in whispers and steam. #dollhouseminiatures #dollhouse #dolls #miniaturedollhouse #darkacademiavibes #darkacademiadecor