| Wounds That Can't Be Healed |

| Wounds That Can't Be Healed |

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Fanfic
Red Dead Redemption
NO COPYING MY WORK TO ANOTHER WEBSITE PLEASE "My wounds can't be healed." "No, but they can be treated." ------------------------ This is a story of a relationship between two men in the Red Dead Redemption Online story. One man is a Wanted criminal. But works for the law. The other is a Bounty Hunter with a drinking problem and way too much free time. Let's learn about how these two met, and what caused them to fall in love. ------------------------ Warnings: -weapon mentions -gore -wounds (from bullets/knives/etc) -detailed trauma -foul language -suggestive topics (not smut.) - Note - Both of these characters are Original. One character is owned by me, the other is owned by a friend of mine. This is also my first time writing a story and posting it, don't be surprised if it's bad. ALSO!! This story does include oc + game character family. So one character is related to a character from the game. ---------- If the name of Bassel's horse seems to change from Pyralis to Knox, it is because in the game I had bought a new horse. So forgive me if the name changed!
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> And finally, through the first snowflakes that started tumbling through the harsh wind, I spotted two silhouettes. Clad in thick winter coats, guns strapped to their backs. Each step filled with grim determination as they waded through the knee-high snow towards us. They stopped a few feet away. The taller man's eyes met mine. He carried himself with silent confidence, evident in the expression on his weathered, undeniably handsome face. Sky-blue eyes framed by thick brows, chapped, full lips, a crooked nose. An association lingered in the back of my head, but I couldn't quite grasp it, until I asked: „Who are you?" < {-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-}-{-} Oh, the hatred that she holds for Dutch van der Linde. While running with the O'Driscolls for over ten years, this man had been the bane of her existence. Now, three years after leaving the gang, she gets lost up in the Grizzlies on the run from the bounty on her head. When she saves one of Van der Linde's men from a wolf attack and gets taken in by them as an ally, she has to face that hatred again. And then there's also Arthur Morgan, Dutch's right hand man, who won't let her forget either that they were enemies once. ❗️Currently undergoing heavy editing❗️ This story is a reader insert, but I avoid uses of (Y/n) as much as I can. Enjoy!

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