"Who are you?"
Her voice made him stumble back
His shoulders rolled
His back straightened
But his insides
Turned into a
Hot
Sticky
Mess
Of lust
Love
And primal instinct
He was an animal
The voices called in his head
To kill
Not her
Not this creature sent to lure him
But everyone else
All the shits
All the fucks
All the
Well
Everyone
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Ross and His Lottie
Short StoryA violent man and a troubled girl A man stood in front of her His eyes held hers He did not trust himself to look at the rest of her Because if her face was this This Fucking Gorgeous Than how would he be able to contain himself At the rest of her B...
