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Vanished
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, May 24, 2025
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Fantasy
Nothing about the day was unusual... or so I thought. In less than five minutes, dark clouds replaced the sun, thunder struck school and I was thrown across the school field. I somehow found myself in the arms of my cousin's best friend and so our story began. ______________ Heart racing, I crashed into his arms. I could feel the hot air against the wetness of my face, the tears of helplessness streaming down in waves. I looked up, hoping to find strength, hoping for something but he looked down at me with that same expression, the same expression I mirrored. Terror "where is everyone?" ______________ "Is that a vampire?" "Shit, I thought they were extinct" _____________ "I'm going to fuck you so hard Summer" he whispered, tightening his grip on my ass "walk away now if you can't take it" I wanted to, every fiber of my being wanted to walk away but the blinding lust I felt for him, the throb between my thighs, the hardening of my nipples made me stay back, made me moan his name. "Fuck me"
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WORK IN PROGRESS‼️ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── There was no noise; I was at peace, and ironically, the stone-cold pavement never seemed warmer as my blood oozed out of me and around me like a painted canvas. I was slowly losing consciousness, but my mind never seemed happier now that I was dying. The white walls with big bright lights did not resemble heaven; in fact, it was quite the opposite. I thought I had died. When I came to, I found myself in this strange place, disoriented and confused. I looked around and found another five pairs of eyes looking at me with the same emotion swirling in their gaze. Now, 15 years later, I train with these girls. Our makers take care of us, feed us, and make sure we are clean, healthy, and fit. Some of us never had that; that's probably why it took so long for us to realize we were being used. The dirty work they made us do, none of us questioned it. How could we when we were taken off the streets? For a chance at normalcy, we settled for anything, even if that meant blurring the lines of right and wrong. After a mission gone haywire, we started noticing, and now we strike back to take our voices and reclaim the power that was used on us as a way to control us. After all, they are the ones who trained us; we are just returning our long-overdue favour. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Rankings : Featured in Mystery-thriller #5 in Mystery-thriller on 7/12/24

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