Unfortunate (Alastor X Reader)
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Last published Wed, Aug 16, 2023
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-Description-
"So my doe, would you like to make a deal with me?~" hes says, his outstretched hand glowing green.
I growl at him and bear my teeth at him "Your a sick fucking bastard!"
"Oh my little doe, it's not like you have much choice anyways, shes not just your daughter, shes mine as well. And if you refuse to make a deal with me considering she IS my offspring, I'll just have to take her BY FORCE"
Why couldn't I have listened to mum? Why didn't I stay with Vox? Why did I let Alastor find out about my daughter? Why am I so naive?
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A/N
This is not a book for anyone with any triggers. There is R*pe, S*xual assault, s*xual harrassment, gore, murder, s*icide, bullying, death and drug use and many other touchy subjects. This is a book about demons and hell, if you thought it was going to be all happy and shit your wrong, this is hell.
Also a side note, I'm writing from experience, though I have never experienced losing a child so that's the only thing I cant not relate to. Please dont come to attack me saying I dont know what it's like to go through this shit, because I do, and honestly I dont give two shits if you believe me or not.
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