Edges of tomorrow

Edges of tomorrow

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But his eyes. His eyes sent shivers down my spine, they were sadist, mocking me. You know how in fairy tales there's always a monster? His worse far worse than the villain who poisoned snow white, or locked Cinderella up. He haunted my dreams, chased away my hope. He was the one you cower away from. The one you hide under the covers from. *** "How about I take you somewhere Liz, how much do you think your worth? Five grand, ten grand? I say ten grand tops." "You like that Liz maybe you could suck my balls for me too." "I'm afraid this is the end of the line Elizabeth two opposite worlds, two different universes, we can no longer co-exist together, and when your all alone in a world that will never understand you my soul will be with you my love. we never stood a chance, I wish there was more time, I wish we had better circumstances but what twist fate had for us huh, we both know I know it was worth all the pain. " He looked at me one last time, engraving every feature I possessed into his mind. Wanting to remember me just as I was before everything fell at our feet. "Pull the trigger. End this. End us." I held my breath, as I closed my eyes I couldn't look into the storm that raged in his. It would consume me. One...two...bang! *** The FBI failed the world, they failed to make the world a little safer. To put the villain away, and that would have been the end for most stories. But not Elizabeth she took matters into her own hand, and she saw the monsters lurking in the dark. She had a plan. She needed to stick to the plan but what happens when the plan goes array? She knew right from wrong but what happens when those lines blur, what happens when you cross a line? And what happens when your at the end of the line. Will your feet stay glued to the spot or will you take the leap
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Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?

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