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MatureOngoing6m
Last published Thu, Sep 2, 2021
A cup of perfection, a tea spoon of beauty, a drop of psychopathy and a dash of bubbling god complex. These are the ingredients to make a perfect little bastard.
Everything is about timming and execution. Follow every thing perfectly and every thing will come out just dandy.
"Hello love" He walks into a dimily lit room with tools in hand completely oblivious of the girl strapped into the operating table.
"Don't bother screaming" He said as he ran his scalpel over her chest, grazing her exposed clevage.
"No one can hear you" he said as he applied pressure on the scalpel slowly tearing flesh and cutting deep. Her screams filled the air, until it was only the sound of her strained breathing and his sadistic chuckles that filled the room.
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**WARNING** ~contains explicit content that may not be acceptable to all viewers. discretion advised~ Callin got on top of Blake, using his legs to straddle Blake's lap. Pinning Blake's wrists down under himself, Callin wrapped his fingers around Blake's throat. He smiled down at Blake, waiting for him to wake up from the pressure. Blake's eyes shot open, fear and panic immediately coursing adrenaline through his system as he tried to thrash against Callin. Callin only laughed in response, watching Blake struggle. It was cute, knowing Blake would still fight no matter how compromising a position Callin put him in. Callin took it as a challenge, every time. He held Blake just like that, suffocating him, until his eyes started to roll back, his consciousness once again fading. Callin kissed Blake's forehead sweetly, swiping his hair from his face as he smiled fondly down to him. How precious he looks while sitting in the palm of Callin's hand. * DISCLAIMER- In this story world, each person gets five potential mates! At this point in Blake's life, he has already met two of them. By the end, he has met three! * Blake Daniels' story has been one tragedy after another, Complications littering his route, tripping him on his journey through life. At this point, he's entirely disgusted by his Complacency. For as long as he can remember, he has been at the whim of everyone's desires, neglecting his own. This left him wondering: what it is he wants? Could it be the sweet relief of death? Escape? Or simple Convalescence? *** ~Ms.Witch *** BOOK TWO IN THE ~Escape~ SERIES! Book 1: ~Complications~ Original: Created- 2015, Completed- 2016 Rewrite: Created (October) & Completed (December)- 2023 Book 2: ~Complacency~ Created (January) & Completed (March)- 2024 Book 3: ~Convalescence~ Created (April) & Completed (May)- 2024 Thanks for reading!Complete
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐌 ┃ 𝐁𝐲 𝐀𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐋. 𝐂
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**WARNING** ~contains explicit content that may not be acceptable to all viewers. discretion advised~ Callin got on top of Blake, using his legs to straddle Blake's lap. Pinning Blake's wrists down under himself, Callin wrapped his fingers around Blake's throat. He smiled down at Blake, waiting for him to wake up from the pressure. Blake's eyes shot open, fear and panic immediately coursing adrenaline through his system as he tried to thrash against Callin. Callin only laughed in response, watching Blake struggle. It was cute, knowing Blake would still fight no matter how compromising a position Callin put him in. Callin took it as a challenge, every time. He held Blake just like that, suffocating him, until his eyes started to roll back, his consciousness once again fading. Callin kissed Blake's forehead sweetly, swiping his hair from his face as he smiled fondly down to him. How precious he looks while sitting in the palm of Callin's hand. * DISCLAIMER- In this story world, each person gets five potential mates! At this point in Blake's life, he has already met two of them. By the end, he has met three! * Blake Daniels' story has been one tragedy after another, Complications littering his route, tripping him on his journey through life. At this point, he's entirely disgusted by his Complacency. For as long as he can remember, he has been at the whim of everyone's desires, neglecting his own. This left him wondering: what it is he wants? Could it be the sweet relief of death? Escape? Or simple Convalescence? *** ~Ms.Witch *** BOOK TWO IN THE ~Escape~ SERIES! Book 1: ~Complications~ Original: Created- 2015, Completed- 2016 Rewrite: Created (October) & Completed (December)- 2023 Book 2: ~Complacency~ Created (January) & Completed (March)- 2024 Book 3: ~Convalescence~ Created (April) & Completed (May)- 2024 Thanks for reading!
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