Create
The Actor's Contract
A San Francisco boy.
Famous actor and model.
Renowned playboy.
Damaged lover.
And a heartless robot.
He needs to fix his reputation. I need money for my sister's treatment.
Everything about us is fake ... but sometimes the line between fake and real can get blurred.
Enrique Blackburn turned himself into a robot. Untouchable. Emotionless. The quintessential bachelor of the silver screen.
He doesn't do love. He can never say the words. Especially not to me, his contracted phony girlfriend.
But despite the consequences I let him take my breath and steal the things I know. Like fire on fire, he burns himself into my heart. And that's the last place I want him to be.
We made an arrangement. We agreed to a contract. No sex. No love No relationship.
Can I unfold him? Can I make this real? Can I make him find his heart?
But most importantly - can I make him say the words?
A World Full of Darkness and Terror
Am I really about to die like this? Strangled by a sweaty man in a gang house.
“GET THE FUCK OFF HER!!” I hear a deep growl and suddenly the man is ripped from my body and I see three figure standing over another dark figure on the ground. The last thing I see is green swallow me whole before everything goes black.
I open my eyes and I'm laying in my dark bedroom and it was like a world full of darkness and terror. I groan as I sit up and my hand goes to my forehead.
“Oww.”
