Come On, Eileen

Come On, Eileen

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    LECTURES 49
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    Votes 7
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    Chapitres 4
WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture15m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication ven., nov. 8, 2019
The girl slept peacefully, wrapped in the comfort of her silky, pastel sheets. Her long hair flowing in every direction, creating a soft, black frame for her pale, slender face. She resembled a porcelain doll in some capacity. A figure decorated with pure, white skin, full pink lips, and grey, marbled eyes. She was quite petite too; around five feet and two inches, perhaps, with a slender body, but perfect curves. Possibly her only flaw was a small scar on the small of her back in the shape of a triangle. ∆∆∆ Vin used to be goodnatured and caring and who says he can't still be? It seems as though his nights are cursed though. He is accompanied by a voice who prevents him from sleeping and encourages him to indulge in his worst temptations from the moment the sun sets until it returns to the morning sky. Eileen used to be a free spirit, but after a tragic accident, her life as she knew it ended. She thought she'd hit rock bottom until a masked man started showing up almost every night to torment her and break her spirits into even smaller pieces. How could it possibly get worse?
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【 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 ​​​​​​​1950's 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐱 𝐅.𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 】 ╰┈➤ ❝𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐨 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐞𝐝,𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞.❞ Becoming a spy,working at a bar and being surrounded by dangerous men couldn't possibly bring much trouble,now could it? Stranded in a gothic city plagued with crime,mobs and barely any rights for yourself in a memorable era lost to time-she had to make ends meet all by herself.Wealth was in it's prosperous time and fashion in one of it's golden ages did not mean she was fortunate enough. If anything,she was struggling to survive in the middle of a chaotic city where you couldn't tell if you'd live to see tomorrow until- "You have a pretty voice." And with that,came fame,trouble and the desire of a faceless man who undermined the City and inevitably became her fall from stardom. "It's as if you don't belong,not here not there or anywhere.It's almost as if you come from another place." "How so...?" He turns to look at her,his being hidden but the smile he gives her- It blooms an uncanny feeling within her. "Just a passing thought,nothing else."

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