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Lost Cause [harry.s]

Lost Cause [harry.s]

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→ COMING SOON ← ❝she was pronounced dead months ago, harry.❞ ❝i know what i heard in that phone call, liam. she’s alive. and whether or not i do it alone, i’m going to fucking find her. and once i find the bastards that took the only thing that mattered to me, they’re going to wish they never fucking did.❞ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © OBSESSIVES IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH VIOLENCE, STRONG LANGUAGE, SEX, OR DRUG ABUSE THEN I HIGHLY SUGGEST YOU DONT READ THIS THIS WORK CONTAINS MATERIAL PROTECTED UNDER INTERNATIONAL AND FEDERAL COPYRIGHT LAWS AND TREATIES. NO PART OF THIS WORK MAY BE REPRODUCED OR TRANSMITTED IN ANY FORM OR BY ANY MEANS WITHOUT EXPRESS WRITTEN PERMISSION FROM ZENMALIKS (AKA EMILY).
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I knew she was in trouble. I knew her life was nothing, but a train-wreck; A distaster waiting to explode. I knew she was in agony and I knew her soul consisted of haunting memories and malicious dreams of a man who once brought her immense torture. I knew she was hurting and that falling for her was the last thing I needed on my plate. But with each everlasting glance and with each passionate kiss, my heart never beat the same. Her essence was craved by my longing soul and nothing, even a psycho ex-boyfriend, could cease me from drowning in her eternal love. Every inch of my body flooded with lust for her touch. Every thought swarming around my head ached for her never ending affection. Every move and every word spoken involved the cherishing infatuation of her presence. I knew I would go through hell and back to make her mine and only mine. I wanted her. I needed her. I suspired nothing more than her latency and her body against mine. This was My Moment.

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