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The second of male x chubby reader. I hope you all like the second book as much, as you like the first one. This book is completed ✅ Grammar mistakes Please enjoy the book and other books I don't own any characters associated with any franchise, only the ones I have made up and the stories I have written. Along with the stories I have made in the book. Started 2019 ended 2020 Editied 2025

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Just a bunch of poems I write to help get through life. You can see my journey through anxiety, friendships, relationships, sexuality confusion, family nonsense and depression. You might relate. I love comments (including grammar corrections). I do not own the artwork, I give credit to the artist when I can find it. I do own the poems so please give me credit and all that stuff. I do doubt anyone would be using my poetry for anything but anyway. I have a new book titled 'You.' which you'll be able to find in my account. I will only be updating that book from now on instead of this one as this one is completed.

by nature, im a loner. nobody dares to bully me though. try as they might they cant fathom my strength and ability. but it comes with a price. nobody even dares to call me a friend without peeing their pants in fright. but this tiny vixen got the courage to sway me into submission to his every whim and wishes. im a top predator and hes of the lowest of low. but why cant i get enough of him? born in a world where humans and shifters intermingle and common in society, ive became someone my parents are proud of. ive never dreamed of disappointing them. hence, i tried my best to be likeable to everyone. and i mean everyone. i tend to shape my personality to fit in to avoid the bitter reality that if they knew my kind, i for sure be up under their feet. survival of the fittest they might say. but how come when im with you, i smiled sincerely. i converse wholeheartedly. i touch you honestly. the heavens might strike us due to our incompatibility but can society really be the basis to how and whom we truly convey our feelings? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- if you're interested, please, see my other books: First Book: worthy to be mine Blessed Moon Series: blessed moon saved love warm thirst silenced 2nd Generation Blessed Moon Series: freak siren's call craving death impeccably yours solace Other Books: violet prison prey i read comments and i reply to them occassionally. i read messages and i reply to them if necessary. please leave votes if you like them. im super thankful for giving me your leisure time to read my works. see you on my other books. KHEINNOX 💑❤️🏳️‍🌈

i wrote this when i was 13 so i'm sorry for how bad it is but a lot of people seem to enjoy it so i'm leaving it up, just know i am self aware x

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I Don't Got One Just Read It And Support First Story I Wanna Know How It Goes Give Me Ideas To Write Abouto Thank You @Not_Kila For The Cover ❤️

Poetry was our safe space, a way to say words we couldn't otherwise. A way to make friends and connections. Every word in a poem is important. Designed to mean something. Much in the same way every experience and mistake makes us who we are. ************** This was a beginning, a beginning to what, you may ask. Well a beginning to me, I didn't know myself, I wasn't even free; I couldn't be me. I didn't mind the move, eventually things you face you get over it, but still I was numb. I wanted to start new; just me and Clou against the world, nothing to stop us. I had a good feeling, this year would be a good year. With that thought, I allowed myself to be consumed by the deepness of sleep. This story was made in callaboration, with Rayleongirl They wrote all parts in Paisley's POV with that feel free to check out their page, and enjoy ^^

⚠️WARNING ⚠️ This story can be upsetting to some. please follow the graphic content warning of this story. This particular story deals with issues such as mental health, self-harm, and trauma. If these things hit too close to home for you, please read with caution, or move to another story. Jenna ends up on the run, with little to her name. Many townspeople blamed her for the vicious murder of Henry. Rumors spread that she had gone savage, returning to the olden days of devouring her prey. Dinner? Jenna had a deep hunger. One so devouring and feverish that nothing could contain it. Until She met Henry. His sweet naivety filled Jenna with joy. At least that was what he thought. Lover? The little town of Jameston, didn't approve of this intermingling of species. It was unnatural! A rooster and a fox? That was like playing with fire. Everyone soon feared a devouring would happen. Lover...and Dinner...? Who says A fox in the hen house is all that bad?

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