D'voriah
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Last published Fri, Jun 24, 2022
He slammed her to the wall,your my prey kheh-sed(love in Hebrew),hahaha am the preditor dont forget that deborah hissed,your just a spoilt girl who has had to much of unmerited praises by lesser men,alcinder wanted that to sink in to deborah head,it wont hurt to tell me the dreams you had last night,oh wait wet dream,alcinder smacked.
Deborah wanted nothing but to keep winning wars upon wars for her city, she wanted to prove she was good enough ,she is a strong girl,she never thought she had the flame of love in her,till she fought alcinder,will the flame burn her whole or give her a heart full of love
join me on this rollercooster of lots of heartache,hatred,lust,,and of course loads of love,this story is for all the girl child out there,we are important.....xxxx....
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