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REUPLOADED VERSION OF MY BOOK BEHAVIOR. ALL CHAPTERS I COULD RECOVER. THIS BOOK INCLUDES CHAPTER 1, THEN CHAPTERS 10-33 (FINALE).
"Caleb please, I'll beg, I'll do whatever you want just please don't punish me, please." I pleaded and tried pulling my arm away. I only wanted to tease him, how could I be so stupid to go this far?
He looked down at me, amused. He pulled my face to look into his eyes, "I'm giving you a chance to take that skirt off yourself. If you refuse, Ill do it for you and your punishment will be worse. Either-or, Ill have my way."
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Khosa is a highschool student without much friends, any really. There's one person that does notice her, though, and seems to see all her curious and sexy desires. But when Khosa runs away, he sets to get her back and keep her for himself, for good this time.
//TW abuse, torture, sex (like seriously so much sex), cnc, and profanity
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She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award
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