Pretty Poisoned Novel by Elle Mitchell

“I wouldn’t if I were you,” Brady cautions. “Just let it go.” I don’t listen, looking from the hand to Brady before continuing toward the staircase. Quietly, I climb just about halfway, stopping when I’m within earshot of their hushed voices. “I’m sorry,” Layla sobs. “I just…I feel like he’s trying to get rid of…

I don’t know that I’ve ever needed a drink more in my entire fucking life. “I can make it myself,” I say, grabbing a bottle of vodka from the center of the table. “See? I just made it.” I remove the cap and bring it to my mouth, swallowing a few times as it burns…

“My girl told you to fuck off,” he says to Kyle. Red-faced and flustered, Kyle leaves the bar. I smile, relishing in my substantial victory. Kyle spent a significant amount of money to see a band he loved tonight, only to be rejected by a loser like me and humiliated by someone he probably idolizes….

“I did,” she says. “Her name is Teagan, and she ate our blood jello. Teagan, this is Brady. That’s Layla with the blonde hair, and the bloody girl is Alana. What do you want to drink, Teagan? We have everything.” “Is there blood in everything?” I ask. “There isn’t blood in any of this,” Hazel…

“Teagan, if you do this, then that’s it. When you come back, don’t call me, don’t text me. I’m done. And I’m serious this time.” Looking up from my journal, I roll my eyes at the half-naked man in my bed. “You’re not my boyfriend, Hunter,” I tell him. “You don’t get a say in…

She cocks her head to the side, her pale blue eyes—the same as my own—search mine for the lie. “Austin and I are meeting with the realtor this weekend. We’re going to start looking at condos, maybe even put a couple of offers in. We want to be settled somewhere before the wedding. What are…

“Yeah, I’m here,” she shouts back. “It’s not that I don’t believe you, Teagan. I love you—you know that. I just worry about you, that’s all.” She sets the papers in her hands aside on the bed and walks toward the door, looking back to add, “If you end up needing a ride tomorrow, call…