The Gay Chronicles
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The experiment.
They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.Complete
Loving Aaron.
🫧🌸 -----------------♡---------SNEAKYPEAK------♡------------- -I felt anxious as it seemed to get tense in the alley. I unzipped the body bag and couldn't believe what I saw. I got up and ran to a corner. I felt uneasy and ready to puke my guts out. I sobbed and felt my body shake. I couldn't believe it. It just couldn't be! "What..." I managed to whisper. "Sir? Are you ok? " Detective Beck asks. I couldn't manage to answer her. Millions of thoughts flooded my head. Memories after memories. The fights. "I need you to confirm her Identity, Aaron." She helped me walk to the body after a few minutes and shined a light on it. I didn't want to believe that it was her. But as the light shined on her face, I knew I was right. "Is it really her...?" My lips twitched as I sounded the most painful words I have ever had to say. -------------------♡------------♡----------- -⚡⚡---------------------♡----------------------♡-----------------♡-----------. Will Aaron ever find his soul mate, or will he stick to denying his feelings? Will he ever be loved, Or is it dangerous loving Aaron...? Enjoy the deep romance seasoned with a bit of thriller as you embark on Aaron's journey in discovering the true colors of those he holds dear. -----☆--------------‼️ ‼️---------------------- *MATURE AND IN ONE PERSPCTIVE* Every important character will not be a minor. Story will contain mature themes like: Drugs, Murder, mention/description of corpses, blood, crimes, sexual acts, suicide and others along the line. If it bothers you please click away. It is not intended to offend anyone in any way, shape, or form. This story intended to be something I write when bored but I've decided to share it with people interested. Thank you so much for 800+ views, and supporting this story through its completion -- Cover change 01/03/26 -- -ur (new) fav mysterious author 🩷 ♡♡ -----------------♡----------------------♡-----------------♡------------Complete
𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐄
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They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.
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