Cassius

Cassius

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"Who the hell are you?" "I'm the only person you'll ever need. " A complete silence filled the room. My heart was palpitating against my rib cage, my breath hitched. "As much as I would love to ravish you right here, we have company." He finished, smirking. - A young girl tames a beast and a Russian family. ©PJIreneW2017 I do not own the cover picture, but the story is my own. In no way should one plagiarise or produce a pastiche of this story. Plagiarism is a crime and I don't fancy the paperwork.
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America just wanted to pay rent. That's it. That's the dream. No drama. No trauma. No getting eaten by a giant Russian snake-man hybrid in the middle of a creepy government containment facility. But unfortunately, America's new janitorial job comes with... conditions. Now he's locked in a pitch-black room with something ancient, massive, and hungry-something that speaks Russian, smells him like dessert, and can't decide if he wants to devour him whole or keep him forever. Too small to fight back, too pretty to be ignored, and far too mouthy for his own good, America's only hope is to talk fast, cry cutely, and pray the monster decides he's more pet than prey. A romantic horror tale of teeth, terror, and awkward flirting in the face of digestive doom

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