My Big Bad Wolf
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  • Reads 3,594
  • Votes 85
  • Parts 18
  • Time 2h 59m
Ongoing, First published Aug 26, 2020
Now the last girl she had a serious face all the time, like she was a leader or something, she was wearing a sleeveless T showing off her tattoos and muscular arms with basketball shorts, her eyes were the most beautiful shade of green I've ever seen, she also had tattoos on her hands which were big and veiny same with her arms, her hair was up in a messy bun with an undercut. I noticed that she was looking at me, her eyes held so much lust, care, desire. It gave me a chill that ran down my back. There's something different about them I just know it, but I can't put my finger on it , I have to know, I don't want to go crazy about it.


There will be a song that you can listen to while reading, you don't have to but yeah
I'm really bad at summaries but latter on I'll probably rewrite a better one
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