Ultima noite de amor com o policial

Ultima noite de amor com o policial

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Entre encontros e desencontros,assim e essa relação que soltar faísca, queima e arde como um incêndio que sair devastando , mais os dois nunca conseguem ser acerta ou ate mesmo ter um diálogo que não ser transforme uma verdadeira guerra nuclear. Atenas desejava Saga, mas não podia entregar-se a ele,não assim não dessa maneira. A paixão ainda lhe ardia no peito mas Atenas não se moveu. Deixou que Saga continuasse a bater na porta, teimosa e insistentemente, recusando-se a vê-lo outra vez, depois de tudo o que aconteceu. Do lado de fora, um Saga transtornado tentava compreender a situação. Havia ensinado a Atenas, passo a passo, todo o amor que poderia existir entre um homem e uma mulher. Ele a fizera delirar de tanto prazer varias noites... Que motivos teria ela agora para rejeitá-lo assim dessa formar, já que tudo o que ela desejava era estar nos braços dele novamente.
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{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

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