"Ten seconds," Liam spat at the smaller person, sternly.
Niall looked up at the older man and blinked twice before he replied as non-shaky as possible. "O-okay."
The fake-blond bit into the other's neck as softly as he could.
Liam started to count...
Thanks for reading and supporting Smoke and Mirrors
I have a story written and I'll be publishing in the future, too! If you're reading this, let me know if you want it to be a poly relationship or a single pairing(list the pairing). For now, I'll be focusing on my one shots until that's released.
Please message me on Wattpad if you want to just talk to me, collaborate ideas, or translate this story!
I know this plot was confusing so comment any questions for me, if you have any, that I will try to answer :)
Here's some FAQ that I have a feeling will be asked or have already been asked by multiple:
Sequel? I'm not sure about a sequel! I read @ladida54 comment in the last chapter and it was inspiring, but I don't have any exact ideas ^^ I might make one in a few months if people really really want one, but for now I'll be focusing on writing my one shots. Here's their comment. I wish the epilogue contained this but I feel like for now it's an okay temporary closure.
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What happened in the three years of the epilogue? You'll just have to assume the rehabilitation and Niall's new life that was seemingly peaceful.
What does smoke and mirrors mean? The phrasing is usually for when the truth is blurred or distorted. For Niall, it was the truth of having "true mates." Everyone is usually happy when their mates are alive.
Idk if I'll be adding onto the FAQ in case there are a lot of questions asked, but there it is (:
