Page 1 of Vile Boys

PROLOGUE

Crystal

“You will take allof me, every piercing and every throbbing inch,” Ares groans, slowly lowering me onto his length. “And when I am done with you,theywill have their way with you.”

I glance down at Caleb and Blaine, as their two tongues roll around us both, their fingers flicking across my most sensitive spots.

But it is Ares’s grip on my body that turns me meek.

“Everyone will see, and everyone will know what a filthy girl you are,” Ares whispers. “And you will do it all for me.”

I can’t think, can’t even breathe as these boys, these killers, drive me to the edge of insanity.

Each touch, each kiss, each thrust makes me stray further and further into their depraved claws.

“Because you’re my fucking good girl, aren’t you?” Ares murmurs as he sinks deeper into me until my entire body begins to shiver. “Say it.”

Even if I denied it, I know deep down in my heart it’s true.

I never imagined I would willingly give myself to killers like them. These boys have corrupted every inch of my heart until nothing but sweet, delicious hatred was left.

Hatred for how badly I want them to own me.

So let it fucking flow.

“I’m your good girl.”

I can feel him smile against my ear as my eyes nearly roll into the back of my head. “Now let your God take you to purgatory.”

Someday, they will know my wrath.

Even if I want to beg them to use me, even if I crave nothing more than their fingers on my slit while being denied over and over, even when I come so hard I can feel myself ascending into heaven …hatredis the only thing I’ll carry with me.

To the end.

CRYSTAL

The roses on the bushes next to me shimmer in the eerie lights dancing in the sky above. The dew drops on their leaves fall to the ground as I walk through the maze, wondering why my heart pounds like I’m slowly headed toward death.

Electric lanterns are all I have to light my path, but the music guides my way through the maze as I focus on the noise.

When I make a left turn, a ton of people dance in a small courtyard in the middle of the maze. People are strewn all across the path, leading up to a gloomy-looking house almost entwined with nature. The branches of several invasive trees almost run through the building, and the roof is so pointy it makes me want to shiver. If evil built a house, that’s what I’d imagine it would look like.

Suddenly, someone’s hands lock onto my shoulders from behind. “Crystal! You made it!”

Just as I spin around in my heels, Kayla hugs me tight.

“It’s so dark and gloomy here,” I say.

“I know! Isn’t it perfect?” She’s glowing right now.

I look around at the decorated trees and bushes, the expensive outdoor furniture all across the courtyard, and the food, which lookslike it was made by a Michelin-star restaurant.

“They’ve poured in a lot of work,” I say.

“Tartarus always throws extravagant parties. Or so I’ve been told. I’ve never actually been invited to one … up till now.” She squeals with excitement.

“How did we even get an invite to this party?” I ask.

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