Deadly Doll

Deadly Doll

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(Art not mine) It's 1967 when Women of any sort were not respected. One perticulare lady who had two jobs, had a little dirty, horrible secret. This lovely lady killed men for the fun of it and to help the other women who has been hurt by them. She was the eye-candy for men, and she didn't care because she had only one set goal and it was to finish the job she was givin to by non other than the only man she respected. But one thing changes after a night shift she had finished. (Pov switches randomly) Sensitive topics declared in this story- ·Rape ·Manipulative figures ·Sexual assault ·Murder ·Swearing ·Drinking ·Smoking ·Body liquids (blood, throw up, etc.) ·Slurs ·stereotyping ·Suicide mentions ·Racism
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The seduction dripped off of her tongue, just like I desired to be, her low voice entrancing me with the dangerously sadistic melodies of a siren song, with the most terribly sinful lyrics. "I could kill you right now, Angel." She inched closer towards me. "Right here," she said, her eyes raking over my body, sizing me up, slowly. The lustful grey in them soon lifted back up, intimidating mine. Her harsh words screamed murderous intent, but the look in her eyes whispered a different kind of sin. I couldn't tell whether my breath hitched at her cruel threat, or the yearning pulse between my... She interrupted my stream of consciousness, poisoning it with every still second, keeping her gaze on mine as her depraved hand reached out to caress the bruised side of my neck. "But I have something else in mind." ──────────────────── No one ever says it out loud. What she really is. Dangerous. Heartless. Merciless. A murderer. Everyone knows it. And now, she's in control. There's only so many people who kill their way to the top and get away with it. But there are things far more dangerous than power. Things not only worth killing for, but dying for. Seduction. Obsession. Love? Angeline Kelleher, her new secretary, seems to be the only one reckless enough to question her. To stand too close. To look too long. Unfortunately for Angeline, sin itself was designed to allure. Some urges were never meant to be denied, and resisting the sexual temptation of the devil is not an easy sport. But resisting falling in love may be even harder, especially with someone she wasn't sure was even capable of such a feeling... Hopefully 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 angel doesn't fall and break her wings. 𝑂𝑢𝑐ℎ. ⚠️ MATURE CONTENT ⚠️ #1 in lesbian (October 2025)

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