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Falling Apart ( OC x Reader )

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A mysterious streak of deaths has been drifting though your small town. It's been nervous for the past two weeks as more people show up dead.

Soon enough death arrives at your door. Though he doesn't look like you'd been told he would. 
Surprisingly he's not here to add you to the growing numbers of dead. 

But if not here for that. What did he come to do?

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This is an x Reader story based off my assasin OC named Grey. 

Some basic info on him 

[name] Grayson Kilday Addams 

[age] 25 

[height] 6 ft 2 in / 189 cm

[weight] ~ 220 lbs / 99.5 kg ~

[gender] Male

[sexuality] Pansexual 

[romance] Demiromantic

His appearance, and more about him will be the first chapter. Including some art I've drawn of him. (not best artist)All Rights Reserved

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