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LITTLE LIAR: DAMON TORRANCE

LITTLE LIAR: DAMON TORRANCE

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πŠπ€πˆ Evie, you think changing your name and moving to a new school will keep you safe? You're still that scared girl running from your own shadows. But shadows catch up, especially when they're in your blood. You betrayed us, Evie. You didn't just abandon us; you turned your back on the family. While you played the victim, we were left to suffer. You chose yourself over us, over the brother who would've done anything to protect you. It's too late now. You may call yourself Fane, but you're still a Mori. That blood runs deep, and you can't escape it. Rika can try to hide you, but we'll find you. And when we do, there'll be no more running. You'll face what you've done. Go ahead, pretend you're stronger now. But remember, Evie, you never had the power. You're just a scared little girl who made a big mistake. Now, it's time to face the consequences. See you soon, Little One. --- π„π•πˆπ„ You don't scare me, Kai. I know exactly what you're capable of. I lived in fear of you for years, but not anymore. I'm done being your pawn, done being the scared little sister. You say I betrayed you? I did, and I'd do it again. You talk about family, but where was that bond when I needed it? When I was being hunted, and had no choice but to turn on those who were supposed to protect me? I'm done with your rules and living in fear. You want to come for me? Bring it. You can't break me, Kai. Not anymore. You think you can drag me back into that dark world, but I've found my way out. So come find me if you can, but I'm not running anymore. And Damon? You think you're the devil, but you haven't met a true monster. You're right-next time we meet, it'll be your last breath. You have no idea what you're up against. So, Kai, come after me. Just remember-you're not the only one who's changed. See you in hell. ------ DAMON TORRANCE X EVELYN MORI
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[# 88 in TEEN FICTION on 14/3/18.] [#5 in angerissues on 10/05/2018] COMPLETED!!! No matter where you come from, your dreams are always valid. RULE 1: Never let anyone under estimate the power of your dreams. RULE 2: Always follow rule one. These were the only principles little Ria lived by. Her devoting and protective nature always came out as harsh and bitch-y. Everytime she felt threatened, her claws came out, ready to defend...to destroy. It's only you who knows the value of your dreams. So, what will she do when her exterminator walks into her life, ready to ruin everything she lives for. She fight's. A fight between two souls. ________________________________ "Who do you think you are?" she asked, bravery seeping through every syllable leaving her mouth. A devil carves fear, and when you don't give him that, he is agitated. "Your nightmare baby." he smirked as he leaned closer to her. They say never look into his eyes...he is evil. Don't cross paths with him...he is unforgiving. Never challenge him...he is destructive. But what did she do??? Every damn thing she wasn't supposed to! Add a punch to the already shaky equation and you'll find yourself amidst drama...teenage drama. Is it right to let these two souls collide? "I am not your damn servant whom you order around, get that straight through your thick skull!" with that she walked away like a pro if I may say so...leaving him staring at the place where she previously stood. When an ego is hurt, revenge is born. "Come on guys. . .we need to sort out some things," all his friends could do was watch; watch helplessly, as destruction planted it's ugly claws into their lives. A tale of destruction, misery, loyalty, friendship, trust and betrayal. "If you call yourself a dreamer, I call myself a dream-snatcher. You won't even know what hit you, little girl," he thought, as he smirked wickedly at her retreating figure. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Has mild cursing be warned!

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