No Mourners, No Funerals

No Mourners, No Funerals

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No mourners, no funerals. It passed for good luck. As if every criminal didn't know its true meaning, that they were nothing but barrel rats crawling through the gutter. They said it, as if they didn't know that one day, they would die and the world would not bat a lash. Not a single person would care, mourn or cry. The barrel rats were an infestation, a mass of scrabbling bodies all fighting to survive. They knew better then to let their hopes be high, or their hearts be as soft as their hide. No mourners, no funerals. Criminals have an interesting sense of humor, don't you think, dear readers? Cover and description by @Night_Shadowedcat
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(Probably gonna edit this-just grammar and plot holes. Also starts off a bit childish and cringe but get's more plot heavy as you go on!) In a world like mine, family are supposed to be the only people you can trust, the only ones who would always have your back. My family is included in that. My father trained us to be killers since we could pick up a knife. I am the youngest of six children in my family and let me say it is not cute or easy. I have been lied to, blackmailed and more. We use each other for our own benefits, like soldiers but still, we're family. We'd die for one another... at least I think we would-I personally wouldn't let them eat from my plate but I'd give them a kidney. This is the story of how my family allied with another to get rid of a mutual problem. Who will be trusted and who will be destroyed? While my enemies are playing checkers, I'm playing chess, with a perfect checkmate already in sight. Maybe I can play a few other games along the way, though I'm sure no one finds them as fun as I do. "What? Not so confident anymore, are you?" I twirl his hair between my fingers. He pushes me back. "D-don't do that," he breathes heavily. "Don't do what, pet?" I tilt my head. "Don't try to control me," his eyes don't meet my gaze. "My sweet Bunny, I'm not trying to control you..." I stalk towards him like a predator stalking its prey, a wolf catching its meal. When I get close enough, I put my lips to his ear, wrapping my left hand around his neck. "I do control you." I push him to his knees. "That is where you belong..." ❗️WARNING❗️ If you're going to this for smut, you will be very disappointed. I value tension and building actual romance, not just explicit physical intimacy. All pictures are from Pinterest!! I hope you enjoy! Pls comment I love reading them!!

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