protector.

protector.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Aug 15, 2016
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Fanfic
Troye Sivan
"we are not who we seem we love coated daggers our hands are never cleaned from crimson droplets we are not who we seem we love seeing red rivers escape your being you'd look so pretty with your eyes hollow and skin that's so colorless it's basically translucent we are not who we seem we just enjoy the way cold blades kiss our finger tips as your red rivers explore the ground your cries are so pretty until your mouth run out of sound there's nothing wrong with loving darkness we are not who we seem we swear we're normal you can't stop us we are just formal what's wrong with looking adrenaline in the eyes and kissing it's cold features? what's so wrong with loving our special holiday? what's wrong with how pretty our victims screams are? we love murder we love crime so turn your speakers up because you're almost out of time." a universe in which the purge exists and the boys participate until they have to stop due to extreme new upbringings.
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"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

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