Seasons

Seasons

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jul 9, 2019
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Horror
Taken by a man she thought was normal, Elena Larson is chosen for her appearance. She is the new Autumn. Hazel eyes and brown hair are a must for any Autumn. That's what the Gifter thinks. Winter must have grey eyes, Spring green and Summer blue. One feature the Seasons share is their petite frame, easy to overpower. These are his Seasons, stolen from their normal lives and placed in his own twisted game. The Seasons must follow his rules, wear the clothes and live in the rooms dedicated to their season. The weather dictates what happens to them and none of the girls know what happens once a year passes and it is their season again. Will Elena escape before Autumn returns? Or will her fate be left at the cruel hands of the Gifter? This story will contain graphic violence, sexual violence and swearing.
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