Murder Mystery

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Characters from - A currently unnamed book I'm writing that I hope to be able to publish some day

Prominent characters:
• Adonis Love (Nonbinary, they/them, lesbian)
• Dominique Lafayette (Trans man, he/him, gay)
• Andrea Smith (Cis woman, she/her, lesbian)

Reposting my passion project. Originally unpublished when I realized that so many of my readers only care to read my content if it's about gay men fucking. But I just truly don't care anymore. This is something that I'm passionate about and something that I've loved working on, so I'm reposting it while I work on my next updates

Here are the prologue and the first two chapters







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Prologue


Heavy footsteps slammed against wet concrete, waning and waxing in speed every few seconds as if losing the stamina to keep going. Frantic, wheezing breaths left chapped lips as she sprinted ahead, refusing to even glance over her shoulder out of fear that the pursuer following her every step would be just a step behind them. She could already hear the rapidly approaching steps of the person who followed, never seeming to be too far off no matter how fast or far she ran. Like a predator with its eyes locked onto its next kill. She could almost feel their breath on the back of their neck, the pure prospect of them being so close behind causing the skin to rise in bumps all along her body. Her heart beat faster than a rabbit escaping the jaws of a fox, her legs ached and burned with the effort of keeping up speed, her vision began to blur with the intense exertion, and yet she didn't dare slow her steps. She couldn't, for she was the rabbit and the rapidly increasing footsteps that hounded after her was the fox. She was the prey caught in this predator's sight, and she refused to be caught so easily.

She wasn't entirely sure how long she'd been running. Long enough for her to no longer recognize the houses she passed. Long enough that she could no longer scream for help, terrified of wasting the precious energy she needed to keep moving. She could feel the way her knees threatened to buckle with each heavy step she made. Her chest and throat ached with the need to breathe, but it was impossible to suck in enough air. She felt as if her chest was constricted, as if a snake was wrapping around her body and squeezing, slowly tightening its grip until she was lightheaded with a lack of air. She was exhausted, her vision dotting with inky blackness from pure fatigue, but she didn't dare slow her steps. She was but mere prey, and right on her tail was the fiercest predator of all. A stop for breath, a stumble over her own numb feet, even an ill timed blink could end this chase, leaving her hanging from the vicious maw of the beast behind her.

Her persistent stalker could not have been of this world. They had been running for so many blocks. Her body felt mere moments away from collapsing against the cold pavement, and yet her hounding shadow didn't seem to feel an ounce of the pain. Whereas she could hear her own frantic panting breaths above the sound of shoes hitting concrete, she heard nothing from the person behind her. Nothing but the hot pursuit of astonishingly soft footsteps.

She knew just as well as her hunter did that she was running out of energy, finally losing steam after putting in such a gallant effort to escape. But she could only run for so long before her body finally gave in. Try as she might to keep running until she made it to safety, or at least until she passed back into a populated area, the universe gave her no such mercy. Instead she felt the terrifyingly obvious tell of exhaustion as her knee buckled under her next step. A simple stumble, but it was more than enough to set off a chain reaction of daunting events. What truly felt like hours of arduous work gave way to a simple mistake, an ultimately damned misstep as the weight of her overworked body began to crumble in on itself.

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