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You just want a few hours of peace at your favorite coffee shop while you study a little, but you fail to realize that a certain predator is watching you from a distance.
(Lohen/female reader).
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26 Jul 2026
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“No gods gave you a satisfactory answer?”
“No.”
He hummed.
“You see, satisfaction is a very subjective state. Even in your case, a dying kin.” He tilted his head. “What exactly constitutes a satisfactory answer to you?”
“Is there a reason for his suffering? I presume not. I take you for a pragmatic person.” His finger lightly tapped the porcelain saucer. “Is there a cure that could alleviate his pain? Perhaps.” Lumine felt his gaze upon her. She loathed his mask more and more with every second passing. “Or maybe you’ve lowered your expectations and instead asked, is there anything that could sustain him longer?”
He leaned forward.
“Scholars. Physicians. Witches. Gods.”
“They bear no distinction in your eyes. You consulted every one of them. You cast your net wide for a very specific catch, Traveler.”
The tapping stopped.
“So I pose you this simple question: what makes you think I could succeed where they did not?”
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23 Jul 2026
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"I am your husband now."
The words struck like a knife. Before you could react, his hand shot forward, yanking you against him.
"You could never be him." Your voice trembled, but there was no fear in it, only hatred. "You can wear his face. You can mimic his voice. You can carry his memories. But you will never replace him."
For a moment, the room fell silent. Then his grip tightened as anger surged through him like poison.
"He's dead." His words came out harsher than intended.
"YOUR HUSBAND IS DEAD."
The shout echoed through the room.
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20 Jul 2026
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In his PTSD-scorched psyche, no moral dilemmas arose. The order had never been canceled. Laura was a tool, an accomplice to the terrorist attack. A viable target. A witness. Trash that needed to be cleaned up. According to protocol, he should have crushed her trachea ten minutes ago and burned the room.
And he would eliminate her. Without question.
But not yet. She could die anytime. While she was still alive, while her pulse hammered in hysteria and her body was paralyzed by his presence, he would test on her this new, malfunctioning reflex in his system. To him, it was like field-stripping a new weapon.
Inhale.
The dirty fabric of the mask sucked wetly and deeply into his mouth, clinging to his teeth.
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13 Jul 2026
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New Opportunity by Need_thatcookie
Fandoms: What I wouldn’t do, wh4t 1 w0uldnt d0 (Visual Novel), w1wd
03 Jul 2026
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After successfully escaping your captor you become extremely sick, hoping it wasn’t anything that could be deadly you went to the doctor’s office for an examination. Come to find out it wasn’t just some sickness, but something that was life changing. Now with a burden in your stomach you decide to seek the attention that you needed, sadly while searching for resources, you caught unwanted attention.
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10 Jul 2026