《Possessive Vampire (boyxboy) [Completed]》Chapter Twenty-Eight
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Now I was quiet. Luca had walked into the room with some more food. But I refused to even look at him. My voice was hoarse and my body still hurt and there was nothing nobody could do to make me feel better. My family could have but I banished them. I banished my family, my wolf made me remember and he sounded proud. I refused to believe that beast was a part of me.
"Stop giving me ignoring me." Luca stated, "I know you can see me." All I did was stare at the ceiling, that was the only position of where I was not in pain. My back hurt like hell since the drug wore off. Now my whole body was throbbing.
"You took advantage of me." my voice cracked badly. "You knew I wouldn't remember anything." I trembled. "How could you?" Now the anger had drained out of me, now I was just thinking why questions.
"Darren, I did not take advantage of you. You wanted it just as much as me." I wanted to reach up and slap him. "I know your wolf made you remember, I didn't care if you would because you wanted it and I gave you want you wanted." I stayed silent as tears came to my face.
"You did this to me. You lied to me. Am I just some play thing for you? Tell me Luca."
"How many times do I have to tell you I love you. I don't care if I never get sex again or you step down as Alpha, I would love you forever because that's what's suppose to happen. I know you love me. I just know."
"You... I need to be alone. Please. Leave me alone." I tugged at my hand but I remembered it was still tied. I didn't may it now mind. I was a prisoner in this place. In my own mind and body. There was no way to stop it. There was nothing I could do. Just lay here until he decided to pull my strings in another direction.
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The thought made more tears fall.
Luca just stood there, watching me. With all these bruises on my body. With tears coming from my eyes. He did nothing but watch me suffer. With his hands he untied the rope. Massaged my wrist. "I never meant for this to happen-"
"Luca, it already did. Just save me some more pain and let me be." I turned away from him and crawled up on myself. Ignoring the food he had brought me. I didn't want anything from him.
"Darren please, just listen to me. I didn't want for it to get this far. I just wanted for us to be together. That's all. I could give you a good life. You have to let me." I ignored him, clenching my eyes shut as I tried cutting his voice out of my ears. He sounded so torn but he was faking it. He didn't love me. No one ever will, now that I'm a monster. Not even my family.
They hate me, they are scared of me. I couldn't help it by thinking these thoughts. I had somehow blocked my wolf out as I went through this pain by myself.
Luca tried touched me but I did my best to move away. "I'm leaving for a little bit." was the last thing he said before walking out the door, gently shutting it. I let my sobs free. I don't want this life, I don't want this life. I want to be free. With angels or with demons. I wanted to be free.
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Forging his own destiny
~~DROPPED~~Story Author: Anuel Proofreaders:Flubbykin (active)Chapters Proofread: 1-7; 28-39; 42-117; 120-133; 169-178; 197 - 211, 220-earliest) Ah, the world, the multi-universe made of perfect cycles. Cycles, which the only purpose is to purify soul – release it from the burden of its memories and experience, the process, that would let the soul be reincarnated again, to experience new life. The world is being born, it is being populated by souls, the smaller and bigger, the world would die and be reshaped anew. In a cycle. A never-ending process. Since the dawn of time, since the countless cycles, the pool of soul was closed, a soul that died could be reincarnated only within a System of its Administrator. Until now. Join us in our story of a single soul which because of certain events could no longer be reincarnated in its original world – being forced to be transferred into Universe ruled another Administrator – another God in world full of Fantasy and Magic, watch him casting aside his previous restriction and try living his life to the fullest… thought someone, somewhere, may have different plans for this weird, weird soul. Ps. There are game elements here Disclaimers and warnings: - This story uses clichés. Like, lots of it. - I am not a native English speaker, so my grammar may not be best (It actually is pretty horrible). First 80 or so chapters are a true butchery for eyes and I admit it. Shouldn’t I correct them then? I should. Why am I not doing it? Who knows. Maybe one day I will. - This story is pretty much an experiment. I try different perspectives, different styles, I can make some random Deus-ex-machina if I would consider that I made mistake in the story and decide to change it. - This story is written for pure fun, if you expect some mind-blowing plots and conspiracy of top-level authors – then you will be most likely disappointed. - Easter eggs. Easters eggs everywhere. Every now and then you will be able to spot single events, characters and lines of text that belong in different stories/mangas/movies/books and such. Of course, they do not belong to me but to the owners, though I am not listing them – I am sorry, but if you need to be told from where line comes, we won’t be friends. - And finally. The story is written for you and WITH YOU. If you have any suggestions, events, characters, skills, class… ANYTHING… you wish to see, please – tell me. In best case scenario I would use them, in worse – I would just not implement them, so what do you lose? Guyz I owe my thanks for their contribution: KenChi? IamacultivatorNetlordBasicBörjeDeimos Solyom tommyjl7 Arondight
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TW: The poems may be upsetting to some.Please do Not read if you think this is something that may upset you. Read with caution. I intend for others not to see what I wrote as something I wrote but what they get from it and how they Interpret each so called poem or story. Some are sad, others are more so stories. If you have any questions about them or any comments feel free to message me privately. Im here if you need me!
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