Invincible (Until He Wasn't) | Mark Grayson x Reader

Invincible (Until He Wasn't) | Mark Grayson x Reader

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Mark Grayson was never supposed to break. He was supposed to be strong, untouchable, invincible. And for a while, you believed that. You believed in the boy who held your hand like he'd never let go, who talked to you like you were the only thing keeping him grounded. But love doesn't stop a hero from bleeding. It doesn't stop the weight of the world from crushing him. And now, staring at the wreckage of everything you once had, you wonder if you ever really knew him at all. Hi everyone! I've published every chapter that i've had previously written. Moving forward, i'll publish twice a week. I hope you all enjoy, thank you for giving this a try! ◡̈
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The man above you released a chuckle. It was a rotten sound, decayed and bitter. Brutal. Sinister. "You know," He began, tone sharp. "She may fight-and it is so pretty when she fights...But, at the end of the day, she loves the things we do to her." Your stomach churned, a resounding chorus of identical laughter from more men behind you. Your boyfriend glared at the reflections of himself, sizing them up. But, no, you couldn't let him do this. "Just go, Mark. You can't take all of them," You whispered, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. Sinister's hand tightened at your roots, jerking your face to level with his. You yelped, squirming as he gripped your cheeks with his other hand. He kept you facing your broken boyfriend, locked in on his tortured gaze. Sinister released a low chuckle, squeezing your face before purring, low and cruelly, "But you know who can?" ☾ ⋆*・゚:⋆*・゚☾ ⋆*・゚:⋆*・゚☾ ⋆*・゚:⋆*・゚☾ ⋆*・゚:⋆*・゚☾ ⋆*・゚:⋆*・゚ PART THREE of The Mask Chronicles © elainewonderswriting - no reposts, translation, plagiarism or ai feeding.

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