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The Assassin (Editing)

HowlingSilvermoon

Leituras 51,534
Votos 2,142
Capítulos 32
Tempo 4h 58m

Leituras 51,534
Votos 2,142
Capítulos 32
Tempo 4h 58m

HowlingSilvermoon

Maduro

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"A killer deserves to be punished. They deserved to be beat and scorned and unloved until their last breath for the sin they have committed. It's only natural for this to happen. I get it. I've been a killer since I was five but I've always been hated and everything good was taken from me. I'm alone and tired but I had one person to impress. One person in my life, if only that person wasn't poison. 

Then I met a man named Drake who changed everything I had ever thought about anything." 

An assasin will die an assasin but even assasins have mothers, even assasins have hearts. 

P.S. this book may contain some sexual scenes between two males and various violent and or gory scenes as well. if you no like then no read this book. if you don't mind then carry on! (^-^)Todos os Direitos Reservados

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