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Dominance Over You: Palter's Game

PsychopathSisters

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Parts 15
Time 1h 42m

PsychopathSisters

vampire werewolves

A world where human lives peacefully and in ignorance. Werewolves, Vampires, and other supernatural creatures are thought to be only tales and myths. That is suppose to be a MUST and nobody should break it.

However, one faithful night, a taboo occurs. It might be the end of the supernatural creatures or it may be the start of something that no one can foresee. Not even oracles.

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"Let go of me." I calmly said.

"No."

Wrong answer buddy.

"Leave me alone!" I said raising my voice. I know some of the people here are from his pack so I know they won't intervene but there are also humans here.

"Please...I--" he started but I cut him off.

"Let go of me!!!" I shouted. This caught the full attention of people here.

"I can't let you go." he said sincerely

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