A JakexMC Romance - Duskwood Fanfiction
Manon Corvin is many things; a survivor, a fighter and a problem to anyone who stands in her way. She will not give up until she has everything she asked for.
She moves to Duskwood to save Hannah, her friends...
A/N: I am sorry for how long this took! This chapter was an absolute nightmare. I am exhausted. I thought I'd give up so many times. As you can see, I didn't. I'm nervous about the smut, it's not my usual emotions and I went to my Duskwood friend Rafa_elle_h for help adding details I was unsure of. I can't thank her enough and she is amazing!
Blood, sweat and tears. That's what this cost me, lol! I hope you enjoy it ❤️
Friday. Sneaky, silly secrets and hidden selves. Smut and a plan begins to come together.
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"Oh, the loneliest girl in town was bought for plenty a price Well they dress her up in golden crowns His smile hides a lie She smiles back But it's a fact that her fear will eat her alive Well she got the life that she wanted But now all she does is cry
You can't take it back It's good as gone Well, Flesh Amnesiac This is your song
And I hope what's left will last all summer long And they said that, "Boys were boys" But they were wrong
Take what you want Take what you can Take what you please Don't give a damn Ask for forgiveness Never permission
Take what you want Take what you can Take what you please Don't give a damn It's in the blood and This is tradition"
The Tradition - Halsey *******
Jake
"This isn't happening. Fuck off." Manon cursed from the bathroom.
Jake froze and whipped his head away from his laptop to the bathroom door as something was flung in the sink, and Manon turned on a tap. She was muttering something as it shut off, and she came out of the bathroom, wiping her hands on a towel as she scowled. His lips twitched, but he bit down on the need to laugh and asked, "Is everything okay?" A thread of nerves in his voice. Manon rolled her eyes up and arched a brow.
"Just peachy. It's black and blue. Do you want to see it?" She demanded and yanked up her loose shirt before he could answer.
Flinching back, his gaze crawled over the expanse of blackened skin as it turned violet and blue. It marred half her left side, and he could still feel the panic of seeing her hit. He shook his head and cleared his throat as she dropped the shirt and plopped beside him.
