daddy's little witch | john proctor |

daddy's little witch | john proctor |

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Amongst the fields and streets of Salem, the secrets of the inhabitants that rest amongst the hidden truths, lusts, and the inevitable burn the paths of the innocent and imprint the town's reputation for years to come. - "I just want you to know..." his breath hits the back of her neck. Goosebumps rise on her body as she struggles to maintain a steady breath. "I know, John." Is all she says before she abruptly leaves behind. The clock continues to tick, but his time stands still. - aka a the crucible inspired fic set in 2007 bc why not 😎✌️
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"You're the only thing that I have ever truly loved," he states, leaning in closer. I try to scoot away, but he corners me on the bed, placing his body over mine. "Get off me!" I exclaim, angrily. "I'm not who you think I am. That can't be possible." His face comes closer to mine as he pins my wrists to the bed. "It is possible. I loved you for three, short, human years, and then you left me. Now that I have you back, though, I will never let that happen again." ***** Salem's earliest memories were of her parents preforming odd rituals. She never really understood anything they said in them, but she would always sit in the middle of the big, circled, star and giggle. At age 10, both of her parents died. She was thrown into foster care. Without them around to explain to her exactly what the rituals meant, Salem was never told that she was a sacrifice to a demon king in exchange for all the money they could ever ask for. On her 20th birthday, at the stroke of midnight, the demon king finally comes for her. She is completely unaware of the situation, and she begins to try her best at resisting his advances, but he is very possessive, very persuasive, and very determined to claim what is rightfully his.

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