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I'll be good
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Ongoing, First published Sep 28, 2018
"Sit" she demands. Kenny shook his head and growls "I'm not a dog." He snaps. 

"No, your my little puppy in training." She smirks before extending her claws and dug them into his shoulders shoving him to the ground,

"Now, sit."

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Millie Barns. 

Do not judge a book by its cover. 
That's the definition of Millie Barns. Her alluring green eyes and goddess like beauty deceives you into believing she is innocent and kind. 

She is anything but. She is a monster. 

She takes and brakes. 
And she took him, but he was already broken. 

Kenny Spence. 

He was in love with a broken girl. He loved her more that he probably should have. And it's drove Millie insane. 

She hated Deloris Pegan. 

And he hated Millie Barns. 
He hated her so much it hurt is being. His very soul. 
He could reject her, but, he's terrified of her. 

Millie must be in control at all times. And that's just what he won't give her, control. 

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 Mature content;
Rape, abuse, drug use, self harm and suicide. 

16+ read at risk of trigger. 

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