Wildcaught

Wildcaught

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Emma has been living on the streets for as long as she can remember. Emma is a beautiful curvy blonde with long thick curly hair, bright blue eyes, paper white skin, full sensuous lips and pale freckles under all the layers of dirt. When she was 5, laws were put in place that each family had to give up a daughter to a place known as «The Library». As you can tell The Library isn't actually a library it's more of a facility where girls are raised to be the perfect wife for anyone who can afford her. Yes, you herd right AFFORD every single one of these girls have a price tag from the moment they turn 18 to the moment their sold. Annabeth or «Anna» for short has been on the streets with Emma since day one. Anna has near black thick frizzy hair a more olive skin tone and freckles under about 40 layers of dirt. She has dark brown eyes with streaks of green and a muscular frame. The girls are on the street because they are in hiding from the people who come to collect the girls from the family, Emma is the only daughter of her family so she was cast away in fear that she would be taken, Anna is the youngest daughter of her family and her parents just couldn't give her or, any of her sisters, up.
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ERODA

"Please Harry! I promise I won't do anything ever again, just please don't hurt me," I beg as I look into his now dark eyes. I see him pull out a scarf, as involuntary tears start to stream down my cheeks. "Don't worry babe. I'm not going to kill you," he says as he brings up his big hand to my face and uses his thumb to wipe away a tear. "I am only going to make you wish that you were dead," he whispers devilishly into my ear. || Annabel Fleming is finally getting a week off from her stressful college life. When she runs into Harry, a strange mysterious guy with dark hair, green eyes, and odd clothes. She somehow ends up waking up on a colorless island and not knowing how to escape.|| *This story contains dark and mature content. You will get no other warning.*

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