Unusual
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MatureOngoing1h 17m
Last published Sun, Feb 14, 2021
In a world filled with lies, deceit, betrayal, broken hearts and trust, friends are lost and gained. Relationships are made but how long do they last? The truth is out and everyone is in danger. With a lot of demons, angels, love and romance what could possibly go wrong??
Let's find out!!
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"Stay away from her Hunter"
"Oouu last name basis, I'm so scared. I'm not staying away from her, you should know that" I get serious because I'm honestly tired of this shit. When she takes a step closer to me, I get even more serious.
"Back the fuck up Silva, you won't take what's ours" she's shaking in anger and her necklace is glowing uncontrollably and her eyes have turned red.
Just when I'm about to drive off I turn to look at her.
"Red is not a good colour Silva, you should rethink it"
I drive off with a victory smile plastered on my face.
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