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the living patchwork doll
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em set 10, 2022
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in an abandoned mansion out in the middle of BUT F##k NOWHERE in the woods there lies a small lifeless doll that sits on an old decrepit chair, suddenly a small blue light is seen materialising out of thin air and floats towards this small doll stopping right above it's fabric head. After 10 minutes past the blue light suddenly gets smaller whilst making a line appear between the thread doll and the light, then the doll jerks like it's a beating heart and it starts to move looking left to right then at it's own hands. If you were in this eerie mansion one could hear the faint whisper of a ghostly voice saying " who ... am ... I?".
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.
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