A time to Kill

A time to Kill

  • WpView
    Reads 1,970
  • WpVote
    Votes 57
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
WpMetadataReadOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Nov 13, 2012
''...nobody dared move or speak, but when the beeps of our intercom set off once more, everyone sprung into panic, screams and whimpers fired through the hall. I began to shiver vigorously and uncontrollably, my senses buzzing with panic as I shut my eyes trieing desperately to block out all the loud noises around me 'be brave Valcary' I reassured over and over again to myself in my mind.''
All Rights Reserved
#111
watch
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Only His (mafia romance)
  • The Mental Choices
  • The Ashes Wake
  • Stolen
  • Darker Than Black
  • A Little Bit Of Joy | ✔
  • Words from my heart
  • Shattered
  • Muj Milacek | Viktor Arcane x Reader | One-Shots

He leans in, his breath ghosting over my skin, every inch of space between us collapsing. "Still pretending you have a choice?" His voice is soft, almost amused. My throat tightens, but I force the words out anyway. "I don't belong to you." A low, knowing chuckle rumbles through him. Fingers tighten around my chin, tilting my face up until I'm caught in his unyielding gaze. Cold. Calculating. "Belong?" he echoes, as if the word itself is laughable. "You exist because I allow it. You breathe because I haven't taken that from you, yet." Tears burn at the edges of my vision, but I don't dare look away. "Fight all you want," he murmurs, eyes scanning my face, his grip unshaking. "Scream, beg, break--I don't care. In the end, little one, you'll learn. Because every part of you?" His lips brush against my ear, a cruel whisper of finality. "It's already mine." __________________________________________ A meaningless prank call caused this disaster, a series of deaths and misery. And maybe it was more than a prank call... maybe it was your loved ones, the people you least expect it to be, to stab you in the back. After all, they do say money changes a person. **18+** **DARK ROMANCE**

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines