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Insanity
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Apr 16, 2016
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Horror
The world has been taken over by madness. One person was full of so much madness that he invented a machine that would spread his madness around the world. Those who were already mad became serial killers. The innkcent became mad or became killers as well. Very little people stayed sane. The elderly were suddenly able to move faster than how they could have before and they would lure the sane to help them but the elders would kill the ones that were trying to help them. Children were the first to be affected. They were no longer children. The were like demons. The will pretend to be hurt and then once they have you there is no escape. They will no longer small and frail, they were taller and had black or red eyes they had fang like teeth and they had black claws for hand Read if you dare to know the life of Amanda Rose.
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There once was a girl who had a little curl right in the middle of her forehead, and when she was good she was very, very good, but when she was bad, she was horrid. Ok admittedly I don't have a curl, and I don't plan on being horrid. I plan to be their worst fucking nightmare. They took the love of my life from me, and they have broken me more than any of their previous attempts could ever dream to. But the jokes on them. My pain is my gain, and I will use it to destroy them. I will solve the prophecy and end this ridiculous power struggle. I will watch their blood fall to the swing of my sword, and I will do it with a smile on my face. My only concern is what will be left of me once the bodies fall. My inner darkness is a crazy, bloodthirsty bitch that enjoys wreaking havoc. I'm not sure that's quite what the Fate's had in mind as their champion and future queen. Meh, fuck it. Let the chips fall where they may. This is the final book in the Pieces of Me trilogy. This is not a stand-alone. Please note this is a reverse harem/ why choose book. Please read the trigger warnings inside. Explicit content R18 readers.

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