In this world, spirits run rampant. Utilizing mystical powers to wreak havoc on humanity from the unseen world. However, few live between the physical and spiritual realms. These people are known as thaumaturges. Using the energies found in their souls, they awaken their powers to fight against the evil that plagues the world, and free the spirits from their own suffering. One such is a young man named Marshall Queen, who seeks to understand his role in this chaos.

A dark romance between a young spiteful, curious girl, ready to take on the world with the help of her sexy devil. Join them in ups and downs of their relation. ********************************************* I trembled, my voice barely a whisper as I pleaded, "Can I please wear something underneath it? The slit is too high to cover anything." He turned me around, his eyes glinting with mischief. As he knelt down, he spread my legs wide, pushing the lower part of the gown aside. His tongue darted out, laving at my clit, still damp from our earlier encounter. I arched my back, my body convulsing as he devoured me. I clutched the chair, my moans echoing through the room. He intensified his assault, sucking me dry. "Adam... I'm close," I gasped, my voice thick with desire. He paused, his eyes locking onto mine. "The slit is for my convenience," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "So I can play with you whenever I want. No, you can't wear anything that will come between us." ***************************************** Contains mature scenes, abusive language, abuse and dominance of the male lead and his obsession over his love. Please do not go ahead if you do not like reading R rated. You have been warned.

Slendy needs more Creepypastas. So he takes Splendy's advice and makes a summer camp to train some chosen kids to become Creepypastas. He sends out letters to the chosen kids to tell them that they have been chosen. You live with your little brother and abusive father. What happens when you get one of the letters and you have to go to Camp Creepypasta. I don't own the Creepypastas or the pictures (unless I draw them).

"Alex, fuck... please, I'm begging you. Just one touch, one kiss. I'll do anything, just don't push me away. I'm begging you, Alex. Please, don't deny me this. I need you, I need you so badly." The once-feared and revered secretary, Ryan, now knelt before Alex, his eyes bleary from booze, his voice slurred as he begged for a kiss. The man who had long been the gatekeeper of Alex's father's inner circle, the one who had commanded respect and inspired intimidation, had reduced himself to a pitiful, drunken mess, surrendering all his power and pride for just one touch from Alex. Tags ☞ #anger #angst #gaymarriage #betrayal #bisexual #bl #boyxboy #bxb #comingofage #comingout #darkromance #desperation #enemiestolovers #forced #gay #gaysex #inthecloset #jealousy #lgbt #lossofvirginity #mafia #morallyambiguouscharacters #obsession #onesidedlove #posessive

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