My khassian girl pt:1

Before you read: This work is purely fictional. Any references to historical events or people, cultures, nations and religions are only for story effect and in no way is it meant to be an insinuation[…]

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Elenas desire

The wind was blowing the snow around hard outside the frost covered windows, howling like a enraged beast pursuing its prey leaving everything in its wake under a frozen blanket of white. Sitting there wrapped[…]

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Carly's new life

Carly considered herself a good girl or now a good woman. She didn’t smoke or do drugs and she drank only in moderation. She’d been raised in a close family and well versed in ethics[…]

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Bitch

Blake stepped into the empty elevator, pushed the button for the seventeenth floor, and waited for the car to begin its ascent. Just as the doors were beginning to close a hand shot between the[…]

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