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Alone

Membaca 258
Vote 11
Bab 6
Durasi 17m

Membaca 258
Vote 11
Bab 6
Durasi 17m

alone bl darkhumor demons horror-thriller horrorromance lgbt lgbt-themed monsters mystery-thriller paranormal psychological psychologicalthriller psychotic underworld

"Screech" a voice choked the room. It's not the moving landscape outside, which I can't rather see. Perhaps, is it the monster outside or within? 

Alone with nobody else, obviously.
I am afraid that I'm not alone, though.
All alone.

While his body remained paralyzed by his paralysis demon, this guy is trapped in a loop of nightmares. He's crying in fear but No-one can hear him, he's trying to escape this endless loop, Which he may; but his demon is longing to capture him and make him his 'play thing'.


His demon ensures to compliment him in every nightmare he experiences, in order to make him feel 'alright'.



-> Recommended for 16+ ; This story contains or may contain triggering scenes, abusive language, adultery, frightening & intense scenes, profanity, etcetera.


This story needs great attention to every phase  in order to understand and live in it; the language is simple while it's not, give it a try and enjoy the nightmares!Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang

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