Scrapped Metal {Karl Heisenberg X Reader}
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  • Reads 162,200
  • Votes 5,876
  • Parts 17
  • Time 1h 40m
Complete, First published May 10, 2021
DISCONTINUED

(This book takes place in a alternate universe where Ethan Winters and his wife never had Rose).

After a lifetime running away from those that wish to abuse them, F/N L/N finds themselves running into the arms of someone that's power hungry and handsome. But there's something about him that's so different, just can't put a finger on it.

(I'm going to make this fanfiction as gender neutral as possible).
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