Son of a Rogue

Son of a Rogue

  • WpView
    reads 1,663
  • WpVote
    Stemmen 43
  • WpPart
    Delen 4
WpMetadataReadLopende<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLaatst gepubliceerd zat, mrt. 22, 2025
~This is a pretty badly written story & not edited, so proceed with that in mind if you choose to read!~ (discontinued) The final bullet hit his chest, and blood started to erupt from his chest. As I ran away, I tripped over myself. My mind was racing with noise. It couldn't stay still. I mean, my dad was dying right there just a couple of miles away from me, the only person in the world that I loved and had in this world.
Alle rechten voorbehouden
#327
quarantine
WpChevronRight
Word lid van de grootste verhalengemeenschapOntvang persoonlijke verhaal aanbevelingen, sla je favorieten op in je bibliotheek en geef commentaar en stem om je gemeenschap te laten groeien.
Illustration

Je bent misschien ook geïnteresseerd in

  • Made of Light
  • 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 || 𝐎𝐂 ✮ 𝐎𝐂
  • Marked (Jeff the Killer X Reader)
  • (OLD) Prince Charming BL
  • It started with a whisper (COMPLETED) #thewattys2020
  • Nightmares (Solangelo)
  • Wolfblood
  • Complications (MxM)
  • Damien the Wolf: Book 1: Trust in Me

**Alone and hopeless... Is that everything there is to me? Do I not deserve the prospect of a change? A change for good.** Those were thoughts that went through my mind when he crushed my body with unnatural strength against the tree. I felt the taste of blood on my tongue. My surroundings started to get blurry. My head was throbbing. I began to feel drowsy. But there was one thought that gave me conscious, spinning through my head like a tedious fly keeping me from rest. **I deserve a change.**

Meer details
WpActionLinkInhoudsrichtlijnen