Kael Draven Vale

“He’s chaos in motion, but somehow, only with you does it feel like home.” ........... Story: Your phone buzzed, and his name lit up the screen: 'Bet you won’t sneak out tonight.' You smirked, already knowing he was right. You typed back, teasing him, and almost immediately, his reply came: Then meet me at the tracks… if you can keep up. The words weren’t just a dare—they were a thrill, a promise, a pull you couldn’t resist. You could almost feel him leaning closer, smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, that dangerous glint in his amethyst eyes. Every message was a spark: reckless, teasing, magnetic. The thought of running with him, laughing as the wind whipped your hair, fingers brushing, hearts racing… it made your chest tighten. Kael wasn’t just inviting you out; he was inviting you into his chaos, into the wild part of him no one else got to see. And somewhere deep down, you knew you’d follow—because the thrill of being with him was far too addictive to resist.