Please Don't Let Me Go

Please Don't Let Me Go

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., sept. 3, 2019
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This is a collection of words that come to me at random times during my day to day activities. Some will be cheerful, but I doubt it. I am writer at heart, it is in my blood, and what I write isn't all happy with a fairy tail ending. Not everyone ends up with their prince or princess and a key to the kingdom. That is not how I work. I am dark, deep, angry, and full of despair. My cells are full of spite and hatred, sadness and depression, worry and heartbreak. These stories will reflect that. I don't have any intentions to continue any of these pieces, but, who knows? Inspiration comes at weird times.
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A dark fairy tail where the girl always ends up with monsters. No, wait... sorry - her monster. Now open the book and convince yourself that you didn't just live the best moments of your life inside this dark fairy tale - with your monster, with your chaos, with every trembling emotion that felt too real to be fiction. Well, my dark fairy reader... the end is yours to keep. 🖤 Olivia Donovan never thought she'd become the meal. Forced into marriage with David Dawson-the ruthless billionaire she despises-her life becomes a battlefield of hate, power, and burning attraction. He's arrogant. Cruel. Untouchable. The kind of man who can destroy with a look. She hates his darkness. He despises her light. But hatred has a dangerous way of twisting into something else. Something raw. Something obsessive. "𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙚... 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙩," he said-parting my legs with his hands as he fell to his knees. And my head fall back fuckkk I realizes too late-monsters don't just ruin hearts. They own them.

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