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Dream catcher||H.S.

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Membaca 17
Suara 1
Bagian 5
Durasi 14m

AnayaVictoria112

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**Dreams can come true**

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When sage wakes up in a house she doesn't recognize, a ring on her finger that isn't hers and a man with chocolate curls and emerald green eyes that claims to be her husband, She makes it her mission to find out whats going on and why she feels like this perfect life and perfect man is just a dream.

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"The last thing i remembered was falling" i whispered to myself. Grabbing my head, i felt around for a bump but didnt find anything. Turning over and placing my feet on the wooden floor.

I heard a voice coming from somewhere inside the house.

Making my way to the door. I placed my hand on the knob and turned, stepping out into the lit hallway.

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Coming face to face with your most sexiest dream can be good and bad in many ways.Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang

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THE DEVIL IS A GENTLEMAN *REWRITING* - H.S cover

THE DUKE'S TEMPTATION cover

Chasing Cherry Pie cover

Singed - My demon cover

Stuck with you /Theodore Nott cover

Finding my Leelen [completed] cover

Dream Boy cover

Under The Prince of Lust's Wiles (18+) (Supernatural Romance) cover

Into Your World [Available Here Till 07/04/25] cover

THE DEVIL IS A GENTLEMAN REWRITING - H.S

When Harry was twenty two, if a dangerously overconfident, time-hopping doppelgänger had pulled up in a freaky, rubber balaclava ('listen, mate' - hand on the shoulder and everything, like the reenactment of a cliché, time-honored rite of passage), and told him that in the very near future, his Friday nights would be indefinitely spent wearing a Greek moniker in the form of a fetishized allusion, that he'd be garbed by a latex mask to protect the sacred, fragile veil of secrecy- Well. He'd probably get a head start for padded walls and a straight jacket. Consider he was doing himself a favor with that one. But if he were told the same thing at twenty three, he'd probably choose to overlook the minor detail of reality imploding and sit back in his armchair, swirling his whiskey with excitement. Twenty three was an eventful year. He'd started casually enjoying whiskey after a long workday (honestly, a palate milestone in and of itself) and became enlightened on the fine art of tactically-applied suffering (and with it, gained a whole new appreciation for high-quality restraints). Because sometimes, a well-placed bruise and bliss just happened to go hand-in-hand. - OR the one in which there's a sex club, Greek stage names, an exploration of boundaries, an open house, a pair of dress shoes, and two evident sides to a very interesting man.