Barret Graylent

Barret Graylent

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Nov 4, 2020
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Fiction
Fantasy
A story of the weak, the strong, and the powerful. A story of men, women, and ones with no identity. Barret Graylent posses no identity but has great power and control over his family, his friends, his co-worker, and even strangers. As intimidating as he is he's got a soft spot for Carol Bluebell, his assistant, he holds her at a higher level of respect than anyone he knows. He owns her and she obeys his every command. Though he is not attracted to her in any sort of way he cares about her and would protect her no matter what.
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