SCP 049 X OC
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Dernière publication sam., juil. 11, 2020
Something was wrong.
Quinn could hardly keep her eyes from going to his, then quickly flitting them back to her clipboard or books. And her face heated up whenever she was near him.
Could she really have feelings for this SCP?
Because she found it vaguely intriguing that he could kill her as easily as he could stimulate her mind to the point where it left her hot and bothered, and yearning for more...
Neither SCP nor the cover artwork are mine in any way, shape, or form.
All I own are my three OCs. :)
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