AnthonyForSURE
It has stopped.
Four girls. One institution built on secrets, blood, and control.
Here, monsters wear suits... and love kills faster than hate.
Love isn't always holy.
Monsters aren't always ugly.
Most of them are gentlemen-the kind who open doors with a bow.
Some are handsome men who lock the world away without a second thought.
The truth? You don't always get to choose whether your monster wears horns or roses.
Sometimes... even danger feels like a temptation.
Don't fall for the smiles.
They are practiced. Polished. Poisoned.
Here, love tastes like blood-sweet at first, then metallic, then permanent.
Once you open that door, they never leave.
And you? You'll never be the same.
Now... be a good girl, darling, and open it.