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카지노안전한사이트1

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Philanderer’s Belle

Violet opened her eyes slowly as she heard the word Hasen said, she tried sitting up as she heard the words "Levantate Chiquita" repeatedly "wake up sleepy-head," Hasen said hoarsely as he helped her to a sitting position. "I know you need a bath, will get to a stream soon", then he spoke in dialect "Si Dios Quiere," he said believingly. Hasen stooped low towards her and untied the rope on her hands and feet "We have gone too far I hope you don't try anything stupid." he said grinningly. haven untied her, he tried to feed her the Tortilla he had bought. Violet gave him the most disdainful stare she had left in her. "Alright, Chiquita it's up to you he said dropping the Tortilla next to her. Violet who was starving took the tortillas and ate them like a hungry wolf devouring its prey. At this point, she could no longer rebel, she made a valiant effort not to cry as she didn't want to show any sign of weakness. "Water...I need water" Violet said in a rather demanding tone, Hasen got a water can from one of his men and passed it to her "This is all we have, make sure you drink to your heart's content," he said handing over the water can to her. Violet drank up the entire water in the can "Gracias," she said handing over the water can back to Hasen who forcefully wiped her lips with his rough palm before taking back the water can. Haven taking the water can from her Hasen moved close to Violet and tried stroking the rich auburn of her hair, Violet tried backing off but Hasen gripped her hand so hard that she could do nothing to free herself from the grip of the feisty man before her "Get off me, you monster!" she yelled, Hasan could see the detest in her soul and the fury in her eyes but didn't care much cause he wanted this woman and no one could stop him from owning her, not even hatred in her soul. "Don't worry Chiquita am not going to hurt you," he said as he loosened his grip. "Let me go I beg you," Violent said as broke down in tears she could no longer help it, she could no longer fight back her tears the feeling of being lost and at the mercy of the fierce men before her petrified her but Hasan said nothing as he left her to join his men leaving her to swim in her pool of tears.

BlossomAniedi · 歴史
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The Blood-stained Lighter

A child was dropped off at our building later their parents jumped off a bridge leaving the child outside our door. My name is Doctor Levi and I am one of the scientists in this facility it seems like some little boy's parents just dropped him off thinking it was an orphanage...This is an Assasin Training Facility when I took a good look at the little boy he seemed to have black hair and green eyes and looked about 3 (people here range from 22 to 45 years ago) so we took him in it was extremely rare to have people this young and I gave him a room and started conducting experiments on him I injected him with three things: 40% was a fluid that makes his blood flammable, and because I accidentally put too much a single drop could destroy 3 a school, 10% of a stabilizer I made' and 50% of our newly made psychotic living organism or we gave him the name Leo. only 6 people with Leo exist due to the nature of this organism. When Leo is triggered not only does the personality change but the appearance too: the person's hair turns a snowy white color and the eyes become blood red (we thought it was cool). many things can trigger Leo and they all involve blood, for the boy whose name was revealed to be Loid if he were to see blood Leo would trigger. every Leo also has a different way and attraction of killing people depending on the host, Loid or Firebug as we'd call him is attracted to fire so we can make a guess that Leo would be a killer involved with only fire or an arsonist. we spent years training, electrocute and injecting him to make him qualified to become an assassin. finally, 11 years later he would be found by his family and taken away but he is still working for the organization we couldn't let a Leo holder get away like that.

ShadowBlobby_corp · SF
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Dream Of Her At Night

Marc Anthony once said, I only feel alive when I dream at night, even though she's not real it's all right. This was the tragic life of Zeno Silvestri. After losing his wife Dan-a Silvestri his world crumbled to the ground, he drowned himself in a pit of misery and drinks and spent most of his nights with any living woman who was willing to give herself. Trying to find the slightest feel he got from her in every woman he was with. But no one was like her, no one smelt or sounded like her, no one tasted or kissed him like her, no one made him shudder without even touching him the way she did. All he could do to keep himself sane was to drown himself in more drinks and fall asleep. At least there in his dreams, it was a fantasy land. Although his real life was a mess without her, his dreamland was perfection. She was always there waiting for him. He knew his dreams were nothing but dreams, but it was alright for him, he got to hold and touch her there, so all he wished to do was fall asleep so he could be in her arms once again. "No one can ever be like her." He had said. "No one would ever make me feel the way she made me feel." And even if there ever was someone, he'd never let her get close to him again. For he was poisonous. But then she came along, she'd always been there, but this time she says... "You're poisonous, and I'm venomous. It's perfect." "It's not perfect... We'll both get hurt." He said "No, we'll just burn, and heal... Perfectly" IN this tragic life of Zeno, will he ever learn to really let go of his past, and open a new door to new fantasies?? A story that tells of the joy in finding love, and the pain of losing love and the process of learning to heal, and the ecstasy that comes with finding love again. The setting is based in Italy, so a few words, like some curse words, or exclamations are in Italian. Follow on Instagram @queenanovels08

_Queen_A · 都市
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Waking As The Green-eyed Demon

Murmurs, cautious yet curious, rose as the large, hooded figure stepped across the door frame. The door banged behind him, signaling those inside the tavern that the Green-eyed Demon had arrived. He walked heavily towards the farthest table, right in the corner, letting his weight rest on the little wooden chair. It cracked, silencing the murmurs like if it was a wild, feral growl. The place fell silent, everyone too numb to pronounce a word. A man, fat like a Woobbler and of a middle age, swallowed and squeezed the big leather bag in front of him. Like invoking the mightiest of Gods, he rose up from his chair, letting the weight of the insides of the bag almost make him lose his step. Every eye landed on him, some worried, others mockingly, as he approached the mysterious man's table. Right then, with a lot of effort, he dropped the bag on the table. Golden chips made their way out of it, showing there was, indeed, a rather ridiculous amount of money inside. The hooded man remained still. "They took her." The trembling voice of the man rose, every bit of confidence quickly disappearing. The hooded man squeezed his left fist slightly. The man standing in front of him, with his body trembling and begging him to leave, remained in the same spot. This was his only chance, and he knew it. He licked his lips, trying to stretch the moment as much as he could. "They took her." He repeated. "My daughter. And I want you to bring her back." Like if stroke by lightning, the hooded man rose from the chair, letting it stumble back and fall to the ground with a loud thud. The middle-aged man felt his soul leave his body as the towering figure leaned over him, laying his bright light green fall upon his. Cold ran down his spine, as he had just seen hell through a window, too frightened to move a muscle. Too stunned to stop his watering eyes to betray him. No words were needed, when his cursed eyes darkened under the thick hood over his head as he stretched back, grabbing the heavy bag like it was a bag of wool, and stepping out of the tavern. Rain had started to pour down, showing those in place that the cursed Green-eyed Demon, had just spared their lives.

XanaTrygg · ファンタジー
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