Tempo Renovado
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Jerry é um garoto de 18 anos que acabou de se mudar para viver sozinho, com seu amigo Douglas.
Coisas estranhas começam a acontecer, e Jerry não sabe o porquê.
Isso tudo aconteceu no segundo dia?
Quando aconteceu a primeira morte?
Ou quando já era tarde demais?
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Faz tempo que não escrevo livros. Esse é mais um teste que envolveu minha criatividade e algumas inspirações.
Se você gostou desse livro, e de outros que já fiz, siga meu perfil, pois é isso que me dá motivação para continuar a escrever!
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Blood and Apples: An Annora Park Novel: Book One
Moments; singular, siphoned, like grains of sand which fall restlessly, and build without limits...growing with increasing momentum, each step, beat, a steady staccato , marking down the minutes until the cold inevitability of the ...end ...death. Moments...it's all anyone has. Life is a false illusion. Death is cold reality. I am a Treader. I deal in the currency of death, and I know everything there is to know about it's cold worth. I am useful, never loved. I am used, never thanked. I am need, want, and lust....but never needed or wanted. I am never fulfilled. I am never to know human happiness. I have accepted my designed fate. Why then am I being tested now?? What will happen if I give in to the temptation I know will be my undoing? What will happen if I give in...and love? What will my failure bring...and may those above and below have mercy on all souls, for when the Treader of death falls for life... Worlds End. RH*Mature Content*Advisable only for 18 and overComplete
ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ ɢᴏᴊᴏ x ꜰᴇᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀꜰᴜʟ ᴄʟᴀɴꜱ ɪɴ ᴋʏᴏᴛᴏ. ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ʜᴀᴅ ᴏᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇꜰᴏʀɢᴇ ᴀɴ ᴏʟᴅ ᴀʟʟɪᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴇxᴛʀᴇᴍᴇʟʏ ꜱᴜᴄᴄᴇꜱꜱꜰᴜʟ ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇꜱᴛ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʟɪɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ꜱᴏʀᴄᴇʀᴇʀ ʜɪꜱᴛᴏʀʏ. ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ? ɴᴏɴᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴄᴋʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʀʀᴏɢᴀɴᴛ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ ɢᴏᴊᴏ. ɴᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀᴛᴡᴏʀᴋ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪꜱ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴍᴇ. ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛ ɢᴏᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴍᴀᴢɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴛɪꜱᴛꜱ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴘʟᴏᴛʟɪɴᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ ⚠️ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ (ɴꜱꜰᴡ) ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ: ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ʜᴀʀᴅᴄᴏʀᴇ ꜱᴇx ᴄʜɪʟᴅʙɪʀᴛʜ ɴᴏᴛᴇᴀʙʟᴇ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ: 2# ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ 1# ɢᴏᴊᴏꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ 2# ꜱᴜɢᴜʀᴜ 1# ɢᴏᴊᴏꜱᴍᴜᴛ 5# ɢᴏᴊᴏxʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ 2# ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ 1# ʟᴏᴠᴇꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
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