Shadows Of Desire
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The treasure:
He's everywhere. I can't see him but i can feel him. He's in the darkness, where all the unspeakable desires come true. Who is he? What does he want? And WHY did he choose ME? I have a slight feeling this won't end well..
The darkness:
Fuck she's my everything. I can't fucking bare a day without looking at her and her beautiful curves. The way her hips sway while she walks, the way the air brushes through her hair, the way she breaths, eats and sleeps. I'm fucking obsessed. I was about to kill her like the cruel maffia leader i am, but i looked at her and fuck.. I can't. She's too pretty and I'm fucking obsessed. I'm sure, some day, she will be obsessed too and I'll be the only god she's gonna pray for. She just needs a little time.
Heyy my dear readers! If you like the idea of being stalked, the thrill, blood and more stuff like that then this "book" is for you!
⚠️This book may be disturbing for some people ! If you're younger, I don't recommend you reading this! There's knife play, murder, nudity etc. ect.⚠️
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