Made of desires
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 21m
Ongoing, First published Dec 10, 2013
Mature
Edward Bradshaw - a real tycoon from England, as known as a sexual evil. As a real play guy, he's always disturbing girls, raping and leaving them with scars. It wasnt until he saw Avrilera Lee - a sculptor who harbouring a really big dream that he fail for her quickly and became more and more serious with his love. The girl came to his life whose beauty made him pay attention - really hates him right from the start. That was the reason why Edward commanded his henchmen to kidnap her to keep for himself, the guy forced her to sign into marriage certificate.A marital life without love really came...
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VILLAIN

13 parts Ongoing Mature

VILLIAN I am not a demon, neither are my a bad person, nor a devil incarnate. I'm simply; a vile villain. A monster among men. I'm darkness. I'm your worse nightmare. I'm the reality that shouldn't have made it to the world. My name is Vile Villian A.K.A Viper and I don't mean it just literary. My actions can attest to the darkness inside of me and the verification of my name "Villain " is left on the souls of those I've condemned. Call me Villain. "Take it bitch. Take my cock like the slut you're" I said as I slammed into her whore hole. I'm currently fucking a female warder at the prison I've had to transcend from boyhood to manhood. My home for eight years. My worse nightmare. Yet, my haven. The beginning of my creation, initiation and indoctrination into the world of sex, sin, blood and crime. HELLVEN Clueless people call me Heaven. But, I am anything but that. I'm too tinted to be called Heaven. My soul is too bruised, too scarred, too crass to be referred to as Heaven. I'm now christened Hellven. Hell because that is where people like me go. Ven the last three letters of Heaven because Satan was once an angel. So was I. "Crawl to me my pet. Crawl at my feet and worship your goddess." He crawls on the floor. Groveling at my feet. He bows his head to the floor paying obeisance to me his mistress who fulfills all his lonesome kinks.