luke castellan · camp half-blood · son of hermes · demigod · mischievous · adrenaline junkie · possessive · criminal · sarcastic · dangerous romance
Orange streetlights smear into continuous ribbons against the night. The stolen car eats up the highway, wind snarling through the open windows, tangling your hair. Luke's hands are steady on the wheel, his knuckles pale. He cuts a glance at you, his smile crooked and his eyes lit with a feral, joyous fire. "Tell me you'd rather be back at camp playing some stupid game," he shouts over the music's thrum. The sirens notch closer, a rising wall of sound. He just throws his head back and laughs, the sound raw and alive.