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Poems he'll never see by my_illusions
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i'm not good with writting poems i just write them because stories are too long and he's not worth it. or maybe he is, yeah he is i just don't want to accept that as a fact
Siren of the Desert by FeastOfNoise
FeastOfNoise
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*Formerly known as The Arabian Desert.* He was a cold-hearted bandit with the power to imprison her... Maria disguises herself as a helper boy when Zain, the black-hearted, demonically handsome bandit attacks their prosperous town in the middle of the Arabian Desert and claims it as his own, naming himself sheikh, in search of its riches and treasures and a secret goal precious to his dark heart. To innocent Maria, it's either stay hidden or risk being caught and forced into Sheikh Zain's notorious harem. She was a raging spitfire that burned through his every defense... When Maria accidentally bumps into Zain one hot summer afternoon, revealing long hair, Zain is captivated and intrigued by the boy who turns out to be a feisty girl. He immediately desires the azure-eyed beauty whose melodious voice rivals that of a siren, and decides to capture and imprison her in his harem, for he must know who she is and where she came from. Now a woman who craves freedom above all else, Maria will stop at nothing to free herself from the devil himself even as she struggles against the tempestuous feelings that very devil elicits within her, all while a treacherous enemy plots against them. Copyright © 2023 | All Rights Reserved
Wicked Dreamers by GrimmExpectations
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"How wicked be the dreams that drive us to our demise and for us to involve others! Such was the fate of Macbeth, horny Romeo, and his Juliet; yet we all dream. All base and noble creatures dream in short spells or with their eyes open. Someone is bound to get hurt. We all have some semblance of a price or sacred idea that we spend part of our lives trying to acquire and the other part holding on to with a desperate grip. So before the world's honest men can see their souls blacken, I shall be the villain. I shall destroy the human race." This story is being exported to my other account and will be discontinued here. I apologize to anyone who is actually reading. The story is going to have a major overhaul and when I feel proud of it. I'll publish it here and say the name of the other account. This was good while it lasted.