Impurity
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Contenido adultoConcluida mar, jul 29, 20147h 56m
There was a dark side to everyone. Some showed it without fear, some used it. He hid it. Because it was more like a cruel bacterium he carried in his organs. And when he saw her, it germed. She made the hard shell of this ulcer leak. Its poison coursed into his veins as she infected him with her own darkness.
Morgan, fallen from the grace of a god she never believed in, runs into Niall, who fell from a popstar’s heaven of sanctity and now fights demons nobody suspects to live beneath the surface of what once was a life saviour to millions. On their way down to a hell made of addictions, lies, sex and pain, both have to sacrifice something dear to their lost souls: One of them loses their freedom, the other one the last remaining bit of purity they kept in a world that doesn’t give a fuck who you are when the lights go out.
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