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His Dark Desire: Tales of a Yandere

WARNING: Mature Content The story of a knight who has fallen in love with his queen. It was nothing but that, a simple plot for a fairytale, or was it? He stood proud at seven feet, everything looked minuscule in his sight. He towers above all knights who looked at him with disgust and alarm. He was one of the rebels not long ago, but for an undisclosed reason, he has betrayed his so-called 'brother at arms' for a seat at the round table. People murmured whenever he passes them by, the atmosphere itself was laced with terror as this all muscled barbarian held his head high. Panic in the hearts of many was evoked by his presence alone as he stood before the queen who was forced to face him. "My queen," he knelt before her, and even yet the queen had to look up from her throne to meet his eyes. The frail queen was very small compared to him, her fragile countenance barely reached five feet and her innocent face makes her look like a child. He took in the vision of her as she sat there, trying to look brave as she met his eyes. His queen, the reason why he risked it all and will risk it all again. She sat on the throne judging his motives and all the while fearing him. Was she disgusted by him too? He can't tell. The crowd disappeared and all thoughts from his mind were gone as he was faced with her. She has dark auburn hair that reached past her shoulders, small lips that curled into a thin smile, and eyes that expressed her immense disgust and anger for what she had labeled him in her mind - one of the reasons for the destabilization of her kingdom. He wants it all, all of what she offers. Her beauty, her brilliance, her frailties... at that moment he realized, he wanted all of her.

Mary_Algen_Guiang1 · 奇幻言情
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v. Perfection

She worriedly glanced at her sleeping captor. She has used the laptop over time.

She quite enjoyed the peace before the storm. She loves that part of the story when everything is still so sweet and pure.

She hurriedly closed the laptop and placed it in the cabinet. She tiptoed towards the bed.

She is fortunate enough that he is still soundly asleep. Maybe they overdid it last night. For some reason, he has not woken up yet.

She wanted to close her eyes and pretend to be sleeping but she couldn't help but stare. He really is handsome.

All masculine and male with no ounce of fat. Even while he is sleeping he still gives off that dominating aura.

It is like a second nature to him. One that goes beyond his towering figure and intimidating gaze.

She somehow always felt the need to submit. To his authority. To his guidance and protection.