抖阴社区 - by SWDreamEscape02 ?mode=1&language=1&lim=&search=&utm_source=rss 抖阴社区 - Discover a World of Unlimited Stories 抖阴社区 - by SWDreamEscape02 https://static.wattpad.com/be/image/logo.gif?v=1748629001 ?mode=1&language=1&lim=&search=&utm_source=rss Her Brutal King/739484933-her-brutal-king-teaser?utm_source=rss<b>SWDreamEscape02 / 11 pages</b><br/>Blood seeped into the ground like slimy pink worms wiggling their way into a rotten red stained apple, trying desperately to flee the scene. The smell of blood, sweat, and tears was heavily smelt in the air, and the tension held filled with fear h...Blood seeped into the ground like slimy pink worms wiggling their way into a rotten red stained apple, trying desperately to flee the scene. The smell of blood, sweat, and tears was heavily smelt in the air, and the tension held filled with fear had another distinction all by itself. He placed one foot in front of the other, large strides eventually landing him right in front of her in that second. In that moment he could only look down at her with dark cold eyes and fists clenched as he watched blood trail down the side of her face, dropping off of her caramel skin. Blood he couldn't tell was hers or blood she spilled from the damned pelt of a rogue. Suddenly he knew he wanted her, even if she were damned, and even if she were the one that could bring him, a King, to his knees

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Her Brutal King
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饾櫦饾殯.饾櫠饾殯饾殠饾殠饾殟(18+ Only)/723027152-%F0%9D%99%BC%F0%9D%9A%9B-%F0%9D%99%B6%F0%9D%9A%9B%F0%9D%9A%8E%F0%9D%9A%8E%F0%9D%9A%8D-18%2B-only-disclaimer?utm_source=rss<b>SWDreamEscape02 / 5 pages</b><br/>"You damn brute get the hell off of me!" I found myself struggling against him, my body small and dainty against his larger muscular build, my right cheek pressed against the table as he held me down, one of his large hands holding my small wrists..."You damn brute get the hell off of me!" I found myself struggling against him, my body small and dainty against his larger muscular build, my right cheek pressed against the table as he held me down, one of his large hands holding my small wrists in a firm grip. "I told you what would happen if you went behind my back, I told you what would happen if I saw another man so much as even touch you" He seethed through his teeth, and as I peered over my shoulder I watched as he loosened his tie, sliding the silk material from around his white collar as he lowered it, suddenly tying it around my wrists. "What is my name babygirl?" He suddenly asked, and I had a feeling of where this was going. "What?" "What is my name?" "Mr Greed." "That's right. And I don't take no for a answer." 鉁 Catina has never been someone who has had much luck with love-she's lived the basic bad boyfriend stories. One who was manipulative and controlling, another who wanted her as a trophy and for his own self pleasure, and the last made himself out as a victim. As a adult she decides guys are good for one thing attached to their bodies-a good f没ck and a fun filled night filled where she is always in control with no need to exchange names and without the prospect of pregnancy. But as one night stand Entails she isn't the one in control-and he has her addicted. Not to just his baby maker, but his Alpha Male personality. Oh is she in for a surprise when she thinks she can leave.

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饾櫦饾殯.饾櫠饾殯饾殠饾殠饾殟(18+ Only)
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I虉踏v虉踏's虉踏 a虉踏n虉踏d虉踏 I虉踏n虉踏k虉踏/670670610-i%CC%88%CC%A4v%CC%88%CC%A4%27s%CC%88%CC%A4-a%CC%88%CC%A4n%CC%88%CC%A4d%CC%88%CC%A4-i%CC%88%CC%A4n%CC%88%CC%A4k%CC%88%CC%A4-00-prologue?utm_source=rss<b>SWDreamEscape02 / 19 pages</b><br/>"Do you think you're the only one who is in pain?" Though I wanted to answer him I just couldn't seem to form the words. He held my hand, and I badly wanted to snatch it from his hand. The Iv's that we're exposed looked ugly on my skin, at least ..."Do you think you're the only one who is in pain?" Though I wanted to answer him I just couldn't seem to form the words. He held my hand, and I badly wanted to snatch it from his hand. The Iv's that we're exposed looked ugly on my skin, at least to me they did. Before I could get long enough to answer him he was speaking again, this time with a broken tone, a broken smile, and a desperate face. "Do you think I like being helpless while I watch you die?" And with those words, my heart broke for him.

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B虉踏l虉踏o虉踏o虉踏d虉踏y虉踏 P虉踏a虉踏w虉踏s虉踏/670644927-b%CC%88%CC%A4l%CC%88%CC%A4o%CC%88%CC%A4o%CC%88%CC%A4d%CC%88%CC%A4y%CC%88%CC%A4-p%CC%88%CC%A4a%CC%88%CC%A4w%CC%88%CC%A4s%CC%88%CC%A4-00-prologue?utm_source=rss<b>SWDreamEscape02 / 1 page</b><br/>Visions are one thing. They make you paranoid, make you wonder, make you question everyone and everything around you. Nightmares are another. Scaring you, exploiting your hidden desires and fears, manifesting them into images you learn to cower f...Visions are one thing. They make you paranoid, make you wonder, make you question everyone and everything around you. Nightmares are another. Scaring you, exploiting your hidden desires and fears, manifesting them into images you learn to cower from. Memories are unusual. They hold the tales of the past through eyes belonging only to you, and how you see the world around you differs from another. So what happens when you get Visions of something unknown, Nightmares of fears you didn't know you had, and memories from a life you never knew you lived? [Huge thanks to @XantheRowds for making the beautiful cover for me!]

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L虉踏i虉踏f虉踏e虉踏 & D虉踏e虉踏a虉踏t虉踏h虉踏|ON HOLD|/637045963-l%CC%88%CC%A4i%CC%88%CC%A4f%CC%88%CC%A4e%CC%88%CC%A4-d%CC%88%CC%A4e%CC%88%CC%A4a%CC%88%CC%A4t%CC%88%CC%A4h%CC%88%CC%A4-on-hold?utm_source=rss<b>SWDreamEscape02 / 12 pages</b><br/>"Who the hell told you , you were allowed to leave?" His voice was as dark as his black eyes, peering into Feyre's soul almost. "Uhh....me?" Her words came out as more of a question , almost as if she didn't know how to respond. As he prowled cl..."Who the hell told you , you were allowed to leave?" His voice was as dark as his black eyes, peering into Feyre's soul almost. "Uhh....me?" Her words came out as more of a question , almost as if she didn't know how to respond. As he prowled closer to her form, Feyre knew one thing : Not even the devil himself could Help her now.

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L虉踏i虉踏f虉踏e虉踏 & D虉踏e虉踏a虉踏t虉踏h虉踏|ON HOLD|
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