"You think you love her because she's good, and you never thought you could love something good. But that's where you're wrong. You just haven't seen the worst of her yet." Vera Bannion can't remember much about her life before outpost 3, but she sure as hell wouldn't forget a man like that. | LANGDON | 2018| | FANFICTION |

There was something about him that was exceptionally wrong. But, I couldn't resist him. I couldn't resist the unnatural urge to give into him, and to satisfy my desire to be lured into darkness with him. Three years before the blast; Book One

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"Lust's passion will be served; ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ it demands, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀it miltates, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀it tyranizes." ||Michael Langdon x OC|| SMUT WARNING NOW ♤ //IF YOU REALLY WANT TO you can read it like an x reader story like I like to do when I read x OC stories 😉//

AND AT THE DAWN OF THE APOCALYPSE, there stood the spawn of the devil. The one who brings forth the end times, yet didn't know he was dancing with the angel that could end him. and how tragic, how faithful she was to him. how she will be his doom. ©️ crystals- 2018 based on apocalypse M: will include sexual and violent scenes

she has the laugh of an angel and the smile of the devil. She's a wicked, wild, and reckless thing. american horror story s8 ( michael langdon x oc )

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𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙞𝙩. 𝐨𝐜𝐱𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧. 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘹𝘰.

'I'm the King and you could be my fucking Queen.'

He got to be with her. He got to love her, even when his group was looking. He got to touch her sweet little body, and make love to her; in a way I never could. I needed her. I needed Ophelia. #3 in Negan #4 in Dwight #8 in Rick Property of zaynmalikvevo_

sa·dist ˈsādist/ noun a person who derives pleasure, especially sexual gratification, from inflicting pain or humiliation on others. "You really think you know me, don't ya Beauty?" his words rolled off his tongue with a chuckle, and I fought the urge to slap him, his warm breath dusting over my face as he leaned in. "I own you. I can, and will, do what I want...and you're just going to sit by and accept it." I reached a hand up, wrapping my fingers around his neck, giving it a squeeze as I hissed out. "No, darlin', I own you. You're just too thick to realize it." [Rated mature for heavy sexual content, gore, language] All rights reserved© 2017 MicaelinMarie