Hunt for Blood
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Última atualização sex, mar 20, 2020
"Who are you!"
"I asked first!"
"You didn't ask, you shot me!"
"I'll do it again if you don't answer me!"
Then the building blew up.
"REALLY ASHER!"
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The story is a lot better than the description. I just can't write descriptions that well, so try it out. There will be explicit language and references, so if you don't like that, don't read this. Also, I may change the description as I work on this book so be aware of that if you actually choose to read this.
(This is an unedited story!)
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