Death's wet dream. A sickening desire I'd refused to notice. My bloody, cherry-flavored little killer. She would bring the reaper of souls himself to his knees. Angels would raise hell and condemn heaven for a peak.
- lottie † she ╱ her. 𝐗𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈. rafe cameron apologist. fantasy & dark romance reader. main: Iittletrouble. ❪ 18+ ❫
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slight acc revamp! don’t forget to follow my main ( @Iittletrouble ), and comment and vote on my new fic <3 speaking of…new rafe cameron fic coming soon!View all Conversations