Fury - MrsPark_28

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Parts 24
Time 4h 21m

MrsPark_28

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Feorie was a predator and Jackson was her latest prey. However this hunt was not quite what she ever imagined it would be. 
    
    
    
    Succubus: A female demon which comes to men in their dreams to seduce them and have sexual intercourse, drawing energy from the men to sustain themselves, often to the point of exhaustion or death.
    
    
    
    Fury: 1) Intense and/or destructive rage. 2)An avenging spirit or godess(Greek mythology).
    
    
    
    My kind was not made for this world initially. Something out of the fairytale books of human beings, their romanticized version of us with voices that sang the songs of gods and goddesses. We sat at the highest pillars along with Zeus and Osiris, witches and goblins, pirates and mermaids. My kind was not made for this world initially. Beauty and terror weaved and molded into the bricks that built the walls that divided us from them. Chaos and mayhem brewing and overflowing with blood that watered the earth and created nations. My kind was not made for this world initially. Cast from our homes and thrown off our thrones, bones cracking and crushing against ignorance and strife. Pain is obsolete yet runs deep and curves into vines and strips carved out of flesh secured off the backs of our FURY.
    
    *Story takes a little bit of time to build up. Please be patient :)*All Rights Reserved

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Feorie was a predator and Jackson was her latest prey. However this hunt was not quite what she ever imagined it would be. 
    
    
    
    Succubus: A female demon which comes to men in their dreams to seduce them and have sexual intercourse, drawing energy from the men to sustain themselves, often to the point of exhaustion or death.
    
    
    
    Fury: 1) Intense and/or destructive rage. 2)An avenging spirit or godess(Greek mythology).
    
    
    
    My kind was not made for this world initially. Something out of the fairytale books of human beings, their romanticized version of us with voices that sang the songs of gods and goddesses. We sat at the highest pillars along with Zeus and Osiris, witches and goblins, pirates and mermaids. My kind was not made for this world initially. Beauty and terror weaved and molded into the bricks that built the walls that divided us from them. Chaos and mayhem brewing and overflowing with blood that watered the earth and created nations. My kind was not made for this world initially. Cast from our homes and thrown off our thrones, bones cracking and crushing against ignorance and strife. Pain is obsolete yet runs deep and curves into vines and strips carved out of flesh secured off the backs of our FURY.
    
    *Story takes a little bit of time to build up. Please be patient :)*

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