Dead (Dorbyn) *Book One*

Dead (Dorbyn) *Book One*

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WpMetadataReadConcluída sáb, abr 13, 20192h 35min
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Why Don't We
April 13 1934 The Besson family was found brutally murdered in their home. Husband and Wife had been gagged and maimed before begin shot in the head. Their 18 year old son, Corbyn Besson, was found in his bedroom closet. He had been gagged and maimed too. but so far worse than his dear parents. A horrendous smile was cut on his face, and his eyes burned away. The Murderer was never ever found. 80 years later, 18 year old Daniel Seavey has just moved into a.little cottage he bought. It literally is his dream house, in the of the woods. Now he can. finally relax on his own, away from his parents and the city.... Or so he thought. Not long after the moved to his new house, Daniel starts noticing weird weird things. He starts seening unnatural things, nightmares afflict his dreams every night and what is the tale of the boy, that was murdered in His very own House?
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"Out!" I call out to the other few girls in the locker room. I grab ahold of Cassidy's hips, pulling her towards the wall of mirrors. I spin her around, picking her up and placing her down onto one of the desks in front of the mirrors. I step between her spread legs, wrapping my hand around her throat. "Are you going to listen to me now?" "Fuck you." "Watch how you speak to me!" I push her head back into the mirror lightly "Watch where you put your hands, tough guy." She won't let me intimidate her "Really? You didn't mind my hand on your throat when I fucked you on my desk, or in my bed, or the shower, or-" "Okay, I get it, asshole." ~ Corbyn Besson, being the most feared man in the city of angels, covers up his dirty business with the help of his well known strip club. Dove, his newest, and unwanted dancer, comes into the club unknowing the secrets the four walls hold. Will Corbyn be able to keep his tough guy persona when Dove tries to become more than a dancer? Will Dove be able to keep his secrets when she finds out too much?

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