Game of life
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Last published Sat, Nov 22, 2025
"She longed for vengeance, her heart burning with the pain of her family's loss, yet her body was frail, her spirit worn. I watched as she came to me, drawn like a moth to the darkness I harbored. Slowly, I let the shadows unfurl, tendrils of my evilness reaching out, wrapping around her, consuming her hesitations until her will was mine, every trace of light swallowed in the depths of my embrace."
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©️: lystaex
Genre:Romance, thriller, fantasy and horror
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