Black Skye
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Ongoing7m
Last published Fri, Mar 6, 2015
Read at your own risk, I'm new at this so this story might have a lot of mistakes, don't judge much but if you do see any comment below and I'll try to change it. I'm foreign so my English isn't great, have fun reading anyway.
"My name is Skye Black and I died a day after my 18th birthday. I would think that is considered extremely unlucky. So my gravestone should say 24.08.1996-25.08.2014, but no one knows I died, because I woke up the next day in someone's room alive, how do I know I died well you kinda just stop fighting it after all the struggle and blackness and warmth starts to surround you, it creeps up on you slowly taking you away and you let it."
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Moving In
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The experiment.
They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.Complete
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¤¤¤¤ You'll never know what could possibly happen here in our world. You'll never know what can attack you in the darkness. Even simple myths can be real. Some believe in them, some do not. I'm Jammie Blue Lee, a sixteen year old girl that believes in monsters. They all call me "Blue". ¤¤¤¤ The moment I settled my eyes on her, I knew she was the one for me. Not the cliché kinda thing but what can I do? Her soft skin, brown wavy long hair, brown eyes, small pink lips, long smooth legs and curvy body is enough to make me think dirty things that I'll do with her once I settle my fingers on her. And let's not forget about her strong aura. The feeling you are in grave danger once you look at her, is what I feel when she looks at me. I'm Jeydon Red Sai. The only guy that Blue will have for the rest of her eternity. ▪▪▪▪▪▪ Alright peeps! Second shitty ass freaking Book. XD This story involves mature contexts and swearing. Please read at your own risk. The scenes in this story does not reflect in any real life situations. This book also contains killing and murdering. (The scenes will be very detailed) In this ass freaking book will have grammatical errors and typos no matter what. Please read it and share it with your friends....Thank You So Much. ENJOY! By: JAJA9154 (HobiEonni)
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