He didn't know her name but by her looks he could tell she was broken...

[COMPLETED]✔ Book 1 of The Deliverance Series Ménage--MxFxM 2017 Fiction Award Winner for Best Mature Book. --⊰♥⊱-- "Death would be too good for you," the evil glint in his crimson orbs startles me, not expecting this to be his reaction, "you've never been owned? You've never lived a day in your life by the code? Let's see how much I can torture you and make you beg for your death you stubborn ass bitch." No... "K-Kill me," I lift my right hand, the weakness in my punch to his face amuses him. I'm beyond beaten, my blood continuing to trickle from my wounds. In my past experiences, it should slow within the next few minutes...it always does. "I-I wi-will not b-be owned!" The vampire's eyes revert to those haunting malachite orbs, reaching into his pocket with his freehand and revealing a tranquilizer. "No," he sneered, "you want to die having fought as hard as you could. You'll recover and then I'll break you all over again, if you don't follow the code of conduct, you'll be severely punished. You'll beg for your death as a sniffling coward, not as someone who fought for their life." --⊰♥⊱-- Highest Hot List Rankings: #1 in Vampire #1 in General Fiction ⚠ This book has sexual content and intended for audiences 18+. Read at your own risk. (Not Edited)

Called "The Black Pope" by many of his followers, Anton LaVey began the road to High Priesthood of the Church of Satan when he was only 16 years old and an organ player in a carnival: "On Saturday night I would see men lusting after half-naked girls dancing at the carnival, and on Sunday morning when I was playing the organ for tent-show evangelists at the other end of the carnival lot, I would see these same men sitting in the pews with their wives and children, asking God to forgive them and purge them of carnal desires. And the next Saturday night they'd be back at the carnival or some other place of indulgence. "I knew then that the Christian Church thrives on hypocrisy, and that man's carnal nature will out!" From that time early in his life his path was clear. Finally, on the last night of April, 1966- Walpurgisnacht, the most important festival of the believers in witchcraft-LaVey shaved his head in the tradition of ancient executioners and announced the for

Patrick gets dared to kiss his bestfriend Pete Wentz at a slumber party with Brendon, yet he gets more than he bargained for. He, for some strange reason, feels chemistry between him and Pete..

At exactly midnight a beautiful baby was born. He was born into a satanic family and was loved dearly. He worshipped Satan as much as his parents did but something was different about him, something was off. He is the devil child.

Parading your love in your homes is easy. At least for Pete Wentz it is. He's open about love no matter where he is. But Mikey. The limelight isn't his scene and he gets scared. Why can't he see it's the same thing as being alone? petekeyaf 2015 ©

sequel to To People Who Leave! Read that before this - - - Loss. It's lonely and it's sad. And it draws people together. Everyone wants to be together. But for Pete There is no one there. He's lost And all his people have left, as well as the autumn leaves. #2 in the petekey tag! petekeyaf 2016 ©

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"People are like leaves, they can't stay forever." Pete Wentz knows this. Someone tells him this everyday. Everyday Pete gets a letter from someone he supposedly doesn't know, or at least that's what they say. He knows basically everything about them and he wants to know more, when the letters stop coming. petekeyaf 2015 ©

p weezy: heyo mikey way: wait who is this??? ♡ in which two boys who go to the same high school meet over kik