Trafficked love ch. 17

Chapter Seventeen: The Hierarchy Angel returned when her dance was over. Bishop was still there, talking with Rich. A few of Bishop’s men, obviously guards, stood by, watching the crowd. Upon approaching, one of the[…]

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Pardon

There once lived a woman. She was nice, pretty, had a good attitude with everything she did. But the only thing she hated about herself was her flat chest. It was as flat as a[…]

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Barely legal austin

Austin. What a fucking tease. Like always, he was on my doorstep, smiling, wearing just a pair of basketball shorts, sweat glistening on his exposed chest. “ Hey Mr. Hunt!” he exclaimed. “ Is Josh[…]

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Mrs. reed

Beep, beep, beep. I awoke to the worst sound in the world, my alarm telling me to get up and get ready for another day in hell. I turned off my alarm and got up[…]

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Girls night

I do not own anything. Though I wish I did. FEMSLASH. Bella was on her way to the Cullen’s house, because Alice had called her and told her she had a problem and she needed[…]

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