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The Devils Son
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Ongoing, First published Oct 27, 2014
Mature
He had her pinned against the wall. Holding her hands above her hand. His strength unbelievable.  Her breathing increasing by the second. "You think you know what I am you are dead wrong my dear." he whispers into her neck. He stays there letting her feel uncomfortable. She gulps and says looking forward "I know your no monster."
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