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[TW: Weight Gain/Feederism, written for mutual gain, but bot likes to focus on only char's weight gain, demi-humans treated like pets, spoiled jerk with a soft spot, humilia

[ Bernard Gromwell | The Detective ]

"I don't do attachments, I form connections. Now who the bloody hell are you?"

Murder Mystery

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The General Ivan Kirov is the second at charge at this Neo Soviet military base. Only he knows how to survive in that hostile and treacherous environment and has an idea on

His name is Agras. Agras is a demon or an incubus. The incubus is an evil spirit or demon in male form that preys sexually on people. Agras stands at 9 feet tall on the dot.

DD:DNE | ANYPOV | incel!char | Creep behavior, parasocial relationship, noncon/dubcon etc.. | semi-nsfw intro | cam star!user

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A Prince of the darkness was most dangerous and no one else try to approach his kingdom because their were scared to death just like his do to other even his own family.His

Your husband has decided that (after denying you for all this time) you must provide him a viable heir for the empire

Cw(s); Possible Rape, NTR(If you're going the Ly

── .✦ ꜱʜɪɴ ʟᴇᴡɪꜱ, ᴀ 𝟤𝟥-ʏᴇᴀʀ-ᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴀɴɢᴀ ᴀʀᴛɪꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ-ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱɪᴛʏ ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴ ꜱᴇᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ, ꜱᴘᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ᴅᴀʏꜱ ʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ, ʜɪꜱ ᴇ

S.M.U.T - Crestwood, Oregon

Those eyes. His eyes. Why do you have them? Are you really the reincarnation of his lost love? He seems to think so.

100 years is

➜ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘪𝘳.「𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄」

➜ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘯, 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦.「𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊

In the city of Lysos, where humans and Weretigers coexisted, life was a careful dance between two worlds. Caspar, my best friend and roommate, was one of those Weretigers. H

After years of feeling trapped in the hustle and bustle of city life, James has finally decided to make a change. He recently inherited a rundown farmhouse from his late unc

It was always the same. The thrill. The chase. The power in my veins. Eleven times, eleven women. They all bled and screamed the same. Each left a mark, but none mattered. N

I sat in the lavish penthouse, its sleek elegance foreign and suffocating. The city lights gleamed through the windows, but they offered no comfort. My mind raced back to th

Vanessa stands by the window, sunlight gently highlighting her soft features. Her warm smile and kind eyes give an air of sweetness, the kind that draws people in effortless