𝐃𝐎 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 || 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑦𝑙 𝐷𝑖𝑥𝑜𝑛
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Ongoing, First published May 17, 2022
Mature
Desde que los muertos decidieron volver a la vida, todo fue una gran catástrofe, nada volvió a ser normal y creo que jamás lo será; el luchar día a día por la supervivencia cada vez es más difícil, cada vez hay más personas hijas de puta que quieren matar... y también comer. Está es mi historia del día a día, pero la inicio exactamente dónde todo comenzó. 






¡Hola! Está historia está 100% pensada por mí y creada también, si quieres hacer algo podrías escribirme por aquí. Está historia se me ocurrió crearla el 15/05/2022. 

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48 parts Ongoing

BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.