TADC Liminal Spaces
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Liminal spaces in the digital circus!
I've decided to write more π but uh, do I keep it liminal spaces strictly or add backrooms stuff? Idkπ
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His Prisoner (DISCONTINUED)
"Stay here, and behave like a good girl." He told you. You watch him walk away to go talk to a group of his friends. Were they his friends? You could never tell. You turn once more to make sure he isn't watching you, before making a run for it. This is the first time you've gotten a chance to escape him in months, and you're so close to reaching the exit when you feel someone pull you back onto a hard chest and holding you in place by a strong grip on your throat. You wince and hold your eyes shut. "Going somewhere darling?" His voice asks. "I thought I told you to behave." His grip on you gets tighter and you moan and whine in pain. "You weren't being a good girl like I told you to be." He teases and pulls your hair back, making you look at him. "What do you say Azura?" "I-I'm sorry Kane." β οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈ THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN CONTENT THAT IS CONSIDERED TRIGGERING FOR SOME OF YOU β οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈβ οΈ Examples: - Strong Language - Abuse/Violence - Death/Murder - Sexual Assault/Rape/Assault - Manipulation - Etc. They might not all be included, but those are some of the topics that may or may not be mentioned.Concluida
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Safe And Sound (Backrooms)
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Release Me
Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.Concluida
Hello! This is the translation of my original book so it might take a bit for it all to be translated! A proper description is going to be added later
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