The Haunted Mansion
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  • LECTURAS 166
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  • Partes 7
  • Hora 1h 3m
Continúa, Has publicado sep 03, 2023
Contenido adulto
~Zyvea POV~
All I wanted was to save money from a good job, enough for medical school. How did I end up with a dead, reclusive parent and a sprawling estate!? I spent my entire life scrapping by with every penny I found and stretched, and yet that old bastard sat on acres of property that he didn't care enough to mention, let alone take care of. 
    Thick forest has swallowed more than half of it, save for the large manor house and the surrounding couple of acres of wild garden. There's something to its wildness that beacons me, almost feels like it wants me to chase it. They say that it's dangerous to wander there, but I feel an urgency. Almost as if my presence is an answer to its impending wildness. Should I answer its call?
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Frozen Embers

38 Partes Concluida Contenido adulto

OUT NOW! Life is quiet, till it isn't. Change is abrupt and has the tendency of appearing quickly and overwhelmingly. So what else are you supposed to do, rather than detach yourself, just to survive with the change? My life was planned. I had it all written in stone and had accepted what my life would become. I never wanted a life that was very adventurous or challenging. I wanted it to all be as mundane as possible. All of this change has to slow down because I'm not sure how much of it I can handle. I was expecting to live a beige life; nothing exciting or daring, the days would be all the same till they all blended into the other, I would work a desk job and marry a man who would lie and say that he wasn't sexist but then would use microaggressions constantly and who wouldn't understand the word 'no', the normal things in life. That's what I had been prepared for. Though it sure as hell wasn't what I got.