The Will to Survive

The Will to Survive

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Seven monsters. One estate. One seriously fucked up town. In a world where humans are superior and monsters are more secretly superior, Ian and his company go to live with him art his newly inherited estate. Gigantic and full of surprises. The group of the different species of monster living under that one roof can and will be hell in one way or another, no doubt. But in order to survive, they must work together to solve any conflict they may find themselves in. You'll laugh, cry, and may even fall in love with the characters. So I hope at least someone sticks around to love this story as much as I do. °Based off of an unfinished roleplay between my ex-friend and I°
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When Ivy Lancaster, a young and successful publisher, saves a family farm in an old rundown town, her life is flipped on its axis. Her charity puts her on the radar of the man who runs all of Sin Sity. His gang has had the city on lockdown for years, and he's at the heart of it all. And now, she's been pulled into this life too. One she never expected. The one she'd only read about in books. Alongside him and his bestfriend, she'll have to learn how to survive this new life she's been pulled into. Or go back to the mundane, calm life at her desk. And she's not sure which is worse. **** I know I shouldn't. I know I should be disgusted by the thought of his hands on me. He is a killer. He's psychotic. He's forcing me to be here. And yet, I can't make myself pull away. I can't tell him to stop. Sin's fingers dip lower, playing with the lace barely covering my skin. I throw my head back against his chest, his gun still digging into my back. My eyes catching Arrows again. He hasn't moved. But his fists clench at his sides. And I wonder what it would feel like to have him pressed against my front with Sin at my back. God, what the fuck, Ivy? Why am I letting this happen? "I know you're wet for me, baby girl." Sin murmurs into my ear. "Wet for us." 'Fuck, I'm screwed' I think as Sin's fingers slip under my panties.

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