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The Three Plagues
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HorrorShowQueen
Ongoing, First published May 01, 2018
Mature
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For the darkness is a scary place... Especially when all light diminishes through its corridors. Enter into the main character, Donni's worst nightmares and memories. Once he's became plagued by a life of crime, the darkness follows... It was always there but only repressed away.

WARNING: GRUESOME DETAILS, GORE, ADULT LANGUAGE, AND HORROR IMAGES. 18+

Some corrections and re writing will be done before this story is fully finished.
The artwork and images do not belong to me and was taken from Google images
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Bloodlines and Bullets

38 parts Complete Mature

What happens when you're in the wrong place at the wrong time? She is just at the beginning of her year-long world travels when she falls into the hands of him - an Italian mafia Don driven by the thirst for answers and revenge. When there is something else thrown into the mix - obsession. But is it the healthy kind? -- "I can see it, you know," he continues, his voice as smooth and dangerous as the edge of a blade. "The fear you're trying so hard to hide. The way your hands tremble ever so slightly, the way your breath catches in your throat when I'm close like this." My hands instinctively curl into fists at my sides, nails digging into my palms as I struggle to maintain control. He tilts his head, studying me like a predator sizing up its prey, his proximity suffocating. "You should be scared," he says, the words laced with an unsettling certainty. "Because when I'm done with you, there won't be anything left of that defiance you're so proud of." A shiver runs down my spine. "I've faced worse than you," I manage to grit out, though my voice is barely above a whisper. "And I'm still standing." His lips curve into a sinister smile, a glint of something dark and twisted flashing in his eyes. "We'll see how long that lasts." "Let's go." "No." --

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