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Ben Has A Little Fun With A Sleeping Gwen

Spoil me a Little

She's not deaf, not dumb; she can speak and even laugh. But what's the usefulness of talking when you can't explain your pain to people? What is the usefulness of smiling and laughing when you will later cry? Jean was a very beautiful and cheerful young girl, but she lost her mother at the age of nine. Instead of her father focusing on her and helping her forget the pain of the death of her mother, he went ahead and brought in his wife and children. Little Jean just wanted attention, trying to gain her father's love, but all her efforts were ruthlessly washed away. She regretted not having a mother and wished for her mother to not have died. She grew up alone, with no one to speak to and no one to make her laugh. Slowly, she started forgetting how to smile and how to speak; she even forgot how to show her expressions and emotions. She was a beautiful young woman with smooth skin that glowed like a doll. When she could smile, speak, and show emotions like a normal human, she wasn't the center of attention. But when she lost all these important elements of human life, it became easy to mistake her for a doll. The worst part was that even though people believed she was a doll, some perverts still wanted to take advantage of her. Just because she was now emotionless and had forgotten how to smile and speak, they thought they could exploit her. Oops! Don't be deceived by her angelic, doll-like appearance. She had lost all emotions and feelings not for them to take advantage of her; she was, in fact, a killing god. "Don't claim that! If it weren't for his timely intervention, that ugly Man would have been dead by now. But anyway, I will still go back to him; I won't leave him be until he's dead!" That was the letter she penned. "Jean do you want this store? just nod and it's yours" "the restaurant serve her the wrong food, Lock it immediately!" "Jean this is all my years property, please sign it, it's yours"
Lovegold · 1.3K Views

A Contract with Vampire

[Warning: This novel features Mature Content 18+] Separating from her mother after 11 years brought out a lot of change in Ayana. Her cheerful self was gone, she was quieter and reversed. When she thought everything would change for the better, she was betrothed to a vampire. It was a political marriage. If that was not the worst, that man hated humans. The rumors said he killed humans just for pleasure. Just when Ayana thought she was ready, life gives her another surprise, her husband is a handsome swindler that likes to aggravate her with his sweet talk. He is an expert actor who likes to pretend his love for her. Can she resist her husband's charm and walk out of the marriage with an intact heart? Excerpt: “I will go first. I, Luca Winter, would assist and help Ayana Winter on her revenge plan and would never harm and hurt her. In return, I will ask for something Ayana Winter possesses and she had to give it to me willingly as the payment of my help.” Luca said casually. Ayana frowned as she looked at Luca. “Is it my father's journal?" Ayana said as she looked at the man, voicing her suspicion. Ayana noticed as the man's smile freeze for a millisecond. The man tried to act casual, but Ayana has got her answer. Ayana smiled as she finally got the response. The man was after her father’s mysterious journal. “I will give it to you if it is on my hand,” Ayana said still with a smile on her face, "and if not, you would have to ask for another thing with a similar value, take it or leave it." In her heart, Ayana promised to herself that she would never claim the book as hers, therefore Luca would never have a chance to claim it as his. She cannot believe the man, but she knew she needed his help if she wanted to make evident progress in her plan.
xandrinha · 740.9K Views

Tangled With A Priest

‘All it took was getting caught in breaking the rules.’ She was the delinquent student. He was the priest who owned a black cat, and theirs was a union forged from the embers of hell. —— “Somebody is getting curious,” the first girl said. “It wouldn’t be the first time,” a man’s voice replied. “Shake the curiosity off her.” “Is it who I think it is?” An older woman questioned. The first girl nodded. “We’re not practically close, but it looks like she has a leverage.” “I told you all to be on the low,” a stern man’s voice interrupted. “We cannot stir things up now when there’s a recent death! Are you forgetting that there’s a new inclusion to the priests? Not one, not two, but three for goodness sake!” A hush fell amongst them, the man’s anger reverberating. “We’ve been on the low, I’m making sure of that,” the older woman said. “What leverage do you think she has?” The first man asked. The girl exhaled. “Didn’t say, but she kept asking questions.” “Do something about it,” the harsh man said, “or you know, it’s everyday students fall off the staircase, and it’s not hard to call it suicide.” —— When Ivie touched people, she could see excerpts from their past or their future, when Ivie touched Father Chibuike, she only saw darkness. Together they would fight the shadows of death that made the students of St. Stephen Immaculate college commit suicide. She could have escaped her twisted fate, but she agreed to hold the priest’s secret, and soon she told him hers!
i_am_damien · 10.4K Views
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