Taming The Monster-ess
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Huling na-publish Sat, Jul 15, 2017
She was called 'monter-ess'. People judged her, feared her without knowing what has turned her into a 'monster-ess'. And that turned her more into a monster. She became a mighty one who was hungry for power. And for power, she will do anything. Even if that means sacrificing something.
And he...he was the king of all. The ruler. And when heard a monster-ess was on rampage, he'll have to stop the streak. But when they met, something unexpected happened.
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