(First Story I ever wrote. Now with 70% less Cringe)
The Menace.
The Defeated.
The Fear.
The Empty.
The Victim.
The Fake.
And The Joker.
Seven Contestants.
One Witch.
From Eight.
Down must Come Seven.
I lied.
It was a mistake.
Now my mate hates me.
Can I blame him?
For readers:
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*I do my best to proofread before publishing, but some typos and errors will slip through. Feel free to point them out!
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*I'm not a spicey writer. I rather use my word count for plot, character development, and GROVEL!!!
*Most importantly, I hope you enjoy the little world I'm creating.