Murderous Kisses

Murderous Kisses

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Mar 19, 2024
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(This fic isn't base on Toga. I used her in the cover because I felt as if my made up character related to Toga in some ways. Though, it isn't her. If you want you can refer to the character as Toga, but it's not necessarily her.) She went missing for fours years after that truamtizing night and mysteriously appears right before her eyes. Will her return be a positive thing or will her return turn out to be a burden? This story has the following: miniplulation, toxicity, knife, blood, disturbing and mature theme/content. Please exit out if you're not comfortable with the following! Without further ado enjoy :)
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Hello, this story is not good. It was written by a depressed young tween who didn't understand what an abusive relationship is. I'm only keeping it up because it's my only completed book. Take everything a grain of salt. (It's cringey) So good luck on fixing me and what we could've been But you'll always fail to see I'm forever broken I hate your guts, I hate his too I hate myself for loving you You're the only reason that I hate everyone -Falling in Reverse Alaska is sick of her life. She's sick of everyone. It all started in forth grade when she moved to Colorado. She was a different girl back then... Alaska was naive, had blonde hair, loved people, and was kind. Then she met Dillon he was gorges, tall, strong, and everything Alaska was not. Dillon was a werewolf and next in line for Alpha position of Black Blood Pack. Dillon hates his mate and waiting tell he is old enough to reject her. He dose what he can, ignores her, forgets her, because she is nothing but a pathetic human. Or so she thought... . . . "Get out of my head!" He yelled at me. I stood my ground, because I was here and was not leaving. "What's your problem with me?" I hissed. "Your weak, ugly, pathdic, little human, who I could kill so easily. Unfortunately for me I can't reject you yet!" I didn't know what reject meant I knew it was bad, by the way the silent room went quite. "Well I may be ugly, I may be pathdic, and you know what I'm a weak little human. I may not be able to kill you, you can make my life hell, go ahead, do it. You can hate me with every bone in your body. But if you think for a moment I care your wrong." That was the biggest lie I ever told. What happens when an alpha were wolf and element witch meet? What happens if she doesn't even know she's a witch?

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