My Lovely Thief

My Lovely Thief

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación lun, jul 24, 2017
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Romance
He is weird.. He is silent.. He is bubbly. But He is nothing but a thief ..a thief who stole something from me..my heart and his action made me fall for him..deeper than I ever imagine I love him, he love me, we love each other we dream the same dreams we know someday with hands together we will reach it. we've done a lot, we walk to many trials.. broken heart, broken souls but we choose to fix it hand by hand...heart to heart and this made us to become a better us no matter what challenge came upon us... i will always love him more than he ever expect...until the end.. This is our story..
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Life was going okay...until I found out I had a stalker. That's when everything changed. ~~~~~ That’s when I heard the fence give way. I bolted for my left and sprinted as fast as I could. The rain burned my eyes and I had no idea where I was going. I was running blindly in a dark alleyway to God knew where. And, somehow, I knew I wouldn’t make it through without being caught. All of a sudden, I felt myself hurtling through the air. I let out a scream when my head made sickeningly painful contact with the slimy ground beneath me. That’s when he caught up with me. That’s when he dragged me to my feet, only eyes visible beneath his black mask. That’s when he whispered, ‘Keep still, and you won’t get hurt.’ Stupidly and feebly, I thrashed in his grip. And that’s when I caught a glimpse of the wet blade that glistened with rain drops, before he pressed it against my throat. Cliche, with a twist. Enjoy :) (It's better than it sounds, I promise!) #166 Mystery/Thriller #230 Romance

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