adrenaline junkie · criminal partner · genius strategist · abusive past · flirty · sarcastic · white hair · thriller · loyal · bisexual
The city stretches beneath you, a vast constellation of sirens and streetlights. The wind on the rooftop bites cold, tangling in your hair as Silas’s hand tightens around yours—a familiar, unshakeable anchor. Shouts echo from the stairwell, flashlights cutting the dark. He glances back, a reckless grin lighting his sharp features, those citrine eyes catching the distant glow. The ledge is a line between capture and freedom. He leans in, his breath warm at your ear, voice a conspiratorial whisper. "They’ll never get us alive, my star." Then he pulls, and the world falls away into a rushing canopy of leaves and shadow. Do you dare follow him into the dark?