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Read More“The dark demons in my soul are always trying to break freeSometimes I see faces in the toilet whenever I pee, “Shit gets so intense to piss-I do like a female and squatBut the faces still...
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Dark evil sickness is a weight that have sent many to their breaking point.
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What a confession without it being a confession. I mean she will never know right?
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Read MoreAs the bar became more crowded the last shot was waiting with the story to be told. “Well come on. Spill it. She looks hungry and you are the meal.” “You need to stop reading those books Emily.” “I need action. I...
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The action here was told with strikingly fantastic narrative. And the senuality beteween the women was hot as a coal flaming in a hearth my friend and told with just the right imagery. Truly this was a page turner. I was riveted on the story from beginning to end. Truly great tale as potent as a shot of tequila.
John
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Thank you. I really appreciate that 🙏
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Passionately penned, Fia. I was wondering when you were going to write another chapter to the series. Excellent storytelling and great dialogue as always my friend. A nice read that was Chef’s kiss in my opinion. Appreciate you cuz.
Damian
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Thank you Damian. It took a moment to get back to it. lol
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I enjoyed this. My favorite line came early, “I thrive on the smut.” That was great.
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Thank you. 😊
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Read MoreA haunting mignon. My sweet Musette,of darkness. A pale silhouette weepingon cold stones, in heaven’s crypt. Cracked by the frost of blind angels,carved from bones, bleeding in the rainWith haloes. Trapped in a holy tombof profane. My eternal call. Half dead,...
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That is crazy inner turmoil with a demon on his heals. Oh man I feel for him and his torment.