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Romance
I slid my back down the bathroom wall, and before I knew it water dripped from my eyes down the bridge of my nose and onto my check. I had told myself I was fine that day, and pushed my demons back into their cages. Before I knew it, I was sobbing, muffling my quiet screams of anger, frustrations and sadness. I was a broken record. Hello I am Mandie and this is my story.
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[ MPREG ] [ Trans X Straight ] They say the world has always belonged to the dominant. The powerful devours powerless. Because only dominance conquers dominance. That is the truth everyone believes...Until beauty enters the room. Vanna was born carrying a face that legends would mistake for divinity, a beauty so breathtaking it blurred the line between blessing and catastrophe. Men desired her. Women admired her. But beauty did not save her father from his death, nor did it spare her from leaving to begin a new life with her mother. Fate led them into the home of Mr. Lardizabal, where Vanna met his only son, Keann. He was a gentle-hearted boy whose smile could soften the harshest mornings. Yet beneath that, lurked the most lethal addiction. A devotion so absolute it hollowed him from within until the sweet little boy Vanna first met became a pathetic little bitch. Vanna refused to witness more suffering. With unwavering conviction, she decided to walk into the den not as the lamb, but as the famine. A den that was ruled by an elite brotherhood of untouchable men whose influence reached beyond wealth, fear, and law. Valos. To survive among them was to speak their language. Favors instead of kindness. Obsession instead of love. Silence instead of mercy. And one by one, the men who had bent lives to their will found themselves bending toward her. As dangerous bargains blur into intoxicating obsessions, Vanna must decide whether she can remain untouched, or whether even a goddess can be corrupted by the monsters she sought to tame. Because in the end, the greatest contradiction was never that dominance defeated dominance. It was that dominance had always believed itself invincible...Until beauty looked it in the eye. And for the first time...Dominance lowered its head. Because only beauty can bring dominance to its knees. Only beauty can tame the beast. Only beauty conquers dominance. And Vanna...well...she was the woman destined to prove it.

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