Lilura
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Terrifying. That was the only word worthy of the man in front of me. He was covered in black, from the leather gloves on his hands to the tattoos on his throat. My stomach dropped. He drained the light from the room, dark eyes piercing mine. Everything was fuzzy, and suddenly the world was spinning. I gripped the sheets, fingers shaking, as if my grip could keep me from slipping into the darkness. Stay awake. The man stepped toward the bed. I shuffled back as far as I could, my back flat against the headboard. The stranger noticed and immediately stopped, hands raised in gesture of surrendering. "I'm not going to hurt you," the man spoke deeply, his voice as soft as velvet. "Would you like to come with me?" My eyes drifted down to the dried blood on the sheets. "Please." I whimpered.
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18+ warning. Mature scenes and language. Mentions and descriptions of Rape, abuse, panic attacks, self shaming. Read at Own Risk. No warnings on chapters except for Rape. WARNING!! So I like totally hated this story, liked it at first. But I decided to just LITERALLY kill it. I'm sorry if anyone actually liked it, but I couldn't write it anymore and I didn't want to leave the world just sitting there like I did with my Loki story. Please don't let this bad story experience prevent you from looking into my other storys that actually decently good. I also plan on writing new story's that are better than this one. Sneakpeek- "Why are you here, Damon?" I questioned him as he stepped closer to me, his breath fanning my face. "I needed more than a distraction." He told me, before grabbing my face, his wet hands weaving through my hair as he pulled my lips to his, crushing them in passion and need. My body warmed at his touch, moving my lips against his as I grabbed his shirt collar and pulling him into my room, slamming the door shut. End of sneakpeek.

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