Anaconda (DISCONTINUED)
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  • Reads 103,819
  • Votes 3,502
  • Parts 47
  • Time 4h 38m
Ongoing, First published Nov 05, 2020
Mature
Killua Zoldyck. 

Playboy, arrogant, and broke your best friends heart.

You seen the rejection miles away, so your expectations weren't high, and neither were your hopes.

But one can dream, right? 

So, you let your best friend dream, and she automatically gets hurt right after she confesses. 

Not shocking.

******

WARNING: C R I N G E 

The embarrassment I have from this book is immeasurable. I absolutely hate this book I RUINED KILLUA'S GOOD REPUTATION- kill me.

WARNING: THIS IS A SLOW BURN BOOK BUT NOT IN THE WAY YOU THINK.

WARNING: TRIGGERING THEMES IN CHAPTERS AHEAD. WARNINGS ARE PUT THERE, BUT PLEASE BE CAREFUL. THINGS SUCH AS SEXUAL ASSAULT AND RAPE ARE PRESENT, AS WELL AS MANIPULATION.

OUT OF CHARACTER (OOC) WILL OCCUR REGULARLY.

AU modern.

FEMALE PRONOUNS
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20 parts Complete

You know that feeling of being so broken, your entire body is numb and you no longer feel a thing? It happened to me. I shut down whenever someone tries to get close. It's a natural response for me. Normally, I don't form groups of people I'm close to, I fake a smile, walk around like everything's fine. Like I'm fine. Then, afterschool is when all hell usually breaks loose. Nothing. Has. Changed. Not until I meet a tall, lean boy with unique, spiky hair. He's mystifying, unknown, and most of all, unreadable. Not only do I not know who he is or where he comes from, but he seems to know more about me than I realize. To the point that it frightens me. Who is he and why is he claiming that he knows me if I never recall meeting him? A Zoldyck is a dangerous creature.