The Host Goes to Final Tribal

The Host Goes to Final Tribal

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Deep in the pits of a Hollywood courtroom, Jeff Probst stands trial accused of murder. Seven years after the events of The Host, a new story emerges. Follow Aubrey and Jeff as they navigate three dangerous trails, and a bitter jury of 13 ready to make the host pay. 13 enemies, 3 trails, and ONE HOST!!!! Get ready for . . . The Host Goes to Final Tribal! What will his fate be? Will Jeff and Aubrey finally end up together? Will Aubrey ever lose weight? Coming soon, to Wattpad apps near you.
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I wasn't sure what love was. Everyone spoke of it like a legend. Something sacred that you'd capture if you were lucky. The man I had let take my heart wanted to carve it out of my chest as proof. I tried to forget feeling that way about him. I tried to figure out why I could ever love someone like him. He terrified me but at moments it was like a roller coaster. Up and down I would try to hold on for dear life. I liked how he made me feel alive, knowing he was always there made me feel less alone. He had done something to me I wish he hadn't. When he hurt me every time seemed to get worse and worse but at some point, I had gotten addicted to it. I wanted him to drown me in his hate and make me beg. I knew it was wrong, toxic and unhealthy. The way I felt was bad the only question was does he feel it too? Does he know this is wrong and how bad I want him? I looked up to him, he brushed the hair out of my face gently, eyes locked to mine. I didn't care if he felt the same, it was too late for me. I was intoxicated. His lips brushed softly against mine, teasing my heart strings. He slipped passed my mouth and whispered with that low gruff voice of his that made me melt, "Let's play a game..." WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY FANFICTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. MATERIAL MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME. JEFF ISN'T NICE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. 1st POV Jeff the killer Fanfic Give it a chance T~T

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