《MORE | stray kids OT8》0.27
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'Betrayed trust'
'This is what you're all about. Oh, You're such a backstabber (stabber, Stab her) you're such a backstabber."
excessive halls of the huge building, I was unsurprisingly shaken up from the previous encounter. Is it bad that I feel quite sympathetic towards him?...
My walking slowly became slower and slower due to my growing hunger and being tired. My eyes began to flutter open and close as I leant on a nearby wall to catch my breath, resting the back of my head into the wall, deciding to close my eyes for a few seconds to try and resolve my fatigue.
"Tired?" A deep, sarcastic voice rang throughout the long corridor, forcing me to flinch in surprise. I craned my head to my right to reveal the black haired Australian, Felix. I remained silent as I forced myself to stand awkwardly after pushing myself off the wall. The familiar feeling of anxiety beginning to quickly build up in my stomach as Felix approached me, his grown out black hair softly falling over his eyes with each step.
I turned my head to face away from him, before feeling a threateningly tight grip on my wrist. Shaking profusely, I craned my neck, forcing my scared eyes to meet his.
"You need to come with me"
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stressed thoughts ran through my head as Felix gently led me down the long, winding corridors. Finally, we reached a door.
My jaw almost dropped to the floor when the door opened to reveal an extravagant dining room. The long, wooden table surrounded by tucked-in, cushioned chairs. Various plates, wine glasses, spoons, Knives and forks were all aligned neatly on the table. It looked like something straight out of a fantasy kingdom. Getting lost in the moment, I forgot where I was for a second as a blanket of comfort washed over me.
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I snapped out of my bewilderment when I heard the deep chuckle of the man beside me, still tightly clutching my wrist. "Impressive, isn't it?" His voice echoed throughout the room. I answered with a mere hum of agreement, unable to find the energy to speak with him.
He sighed before leading me to one of the many seats among the table. Relaxing my body into the cushioned seat, I turned my head slightly to the right as I heard some commotion behind me. I almost jumped in surprise as a plate with [favourite food] was placed in front of me. I looked up at Felix in confusion, the familiar feeling of being intimidated returned as his threatening eyes stared down at me.
"Well? Go on. Eat."
Wasting no time, I picked up the utensils and greedily began to eat. I hadn't realised how hungry I was until now, considering I hadn't eaten in days. Savouring the taste in my mouth, I didn't notice several other men enter the large room.
After I had finally finished the delicious food, I looked up at Felix. Only to find that he was surrounded by several others, I recognised every single one of them. Except one of them, I had definitely seen him before but I couldn't pin point where.
My heart suddenly dropped when I realised who it was. Seungmin.
My eyes filled with tears as my vision became blurry. "Seungmin? W-what... I don't understand..." he replied with a deep chuckle, clearly mocking my sadness.
"Oh come on now [name], it was so obvious who I was. Because let's face it, the only ones who would ever voluntarily sit down and speak with you, is us. No one else likes you." Fast flowing tears began streaming down my face, hitting the empty plate below.
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I think that what makes it worse, is that he was right. The truth is, sieun wasn't even really my friend, we were more mutuals than best friends. And Soobin was just my co-worker, we weren't even mutual friends.
Jeongin noticed my clear distress as I felt his warm arms snake around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder in a comforting manner. My vision was a complete blur as darkness began to surround the corners of my eyes, indicating that I was exhausted.
I felt someone's rough hands wipe away my tears, their cold rings swiping my tear stained cheeks. Chan's sincere and concerned face brought a sense of comfort to me as he rested his hand of my left cheek.
Gently caressing the skin with his thumb.
Finally my body succumbed to sleep and I fully relaxed my body. The last thing I saw was a chilling, evil glint in the Australian mans eyes as I drifted off.
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HEYYYYY GUESS WHOS BACK BITCHES 💃 who missed me? 🌝🌝 I hope you all had an AMAZING Christmas (if you celebrate it) and new year! Can you believe I've actually made stray kids kinda nice in the chapter 🫢🫢. Sorry about how short this chapter is tho and sorry if there is any typos I was rushing whilst writing this and it's rlly late at night cause that when I get the most motivation oddly enough lmao,🧍♀️maybe I should become nocturnal 🤔🫢.
Fun fact I was actually considering discontinuing this book 😰 but I didn't 💪💪 I felt too guilty to do that and also I really want to finish this book so I stayed strong for you stunning bitches 🫶, anyways I hope you guys are all doing okay. I'm really gonna try to update more lmao cause I take AGES to update, and I have no update schedule to I just kinda update when I get my one-month-motivation fill🤩, stay safe :)
-Polly <3
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Hybrid Summoner
All his life it seemed like the gods condemed his existence. One thing led to another in an endless spiral that would break nearly anyone, and yet it only taught him one thing. The strong make the rules and the weak get eaten by them. He never wanted power, fame, or glory. He wanted a happy life with a family that loved him and he finally thought he could get it. Until she slept with his best friend hours after his parents funeral. It took years to peice himself together again but he did it and just so the gods could get the last laugh and end the world. Now thrown into a world straight out of some fantasy VRMMORPG like he read about online the skills he created to combat depression will now combat monsters straight out of a story book. Follow Niko Bolas as he crawls through a world overflowing with monsters- and not the human kind either. Watch as he turns all the pain of his life into a strength that will make the world itself tremble. This is the journey of a man that finally is where he was always meant to be. Even it that is at the end of a world and the begining of another. Quick shout out to Deviant art cause they make so much awsome artwork. The cover is theirs and i just used it cause it felt in tune with the MC. Oh and this my first book so i'd appreciate some good solid constructive criticism, ENJOY.
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Regarding The Life of A Certain Fallen Noble
.. ...Every paths leads to the same destination... Five Saints, five Kings, seven Sins. One entire plane in agony. ..Chaos must reign... In days long past, several Mage Kings cut a path of destruction everywhere they went. Cruel experimentation, the creation of monstrous creatures, the tearing apart of families and mass genocide...There were few crimes the mad Mage Kings didn't commit. As the Five Saints were summoned in desperation by the races of the world, everything was already at it's darkest hour. When the fighting was over, when the Mage Kings were gone and the Five Saints had returned to their planet of origin, a World Council was erected to keep the the delicate balance from falling apart. Many eras pass. Lyle Greyborne. Current heir to the powerful Greyborne family, the only son of Adarian and Alyssa Greyborne. With the maroon hair of his Greyborne ancestory and the exceedingly rare golden eyes of his mother's Bathory clan, Lyle's talents can only be described as terrifying. These, along with his personal status, make him desired by many. After a young Lyle begins a relationship with one Sophia Alderton, two years pass by. Then a lack of trust coupled with a certain misunderstanding leave the two estranged and left on a sour note. But Lyle even still retains his friendship with Cecelia, Sophia's sister. With Cecelia, his loving sister Iris and Melanie--A young woman who recieved his aid some time ago--Lyle is content to pass the days in peace and idleness. Well, when he's not completing harsh missions from his combat instructor, that is. But this peace is ruined when Lyle's father tells of a mysterious group hell-bent on causing war between the human and demon continents. Later, when his father involves him and his sister in an incident resulting in Iris being put in mortal danger, Lyle makes a decision which could very well cost him not his life... but instead his soul. His status, his loved ones, his dignity as a human being... All these may soon be lost. His life isn't his own. Not anymore. He can only brace himself for the things to come and hope he makes it out with his sanity intact. ******************* EDIT- Author Note: Another thing, the cover photo is not mine. Obviously. It's just a picture I found one day at DeviantArt and thought that the two shown in the picture looked like how I imagined Lyle and another character to be. Simply put, it was convenient in various way and I also loved the art. From my understanding is is from a collaboration between artists Chocobikies and Pinlin. Here is a link to where I found the original http://pinlin.deviantart.com/art/Linked-456655669
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They Can't Stop Us All
Have you ever wondered if you made the right choices in life? If you could have done just one thing differently, would it have been enough to avoid this mess? That's what Grant Miles is thinking when an army of alien hunters, otakus and weebs descend on the base known as Area 51. Follow Grant Miles as he is thrown from his universe into a metaphorical wirlwind and a literal fantasy land.
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Blind | The Blind Ninja: Book I | Naruto
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Her Favorite Taste (W|W x Intersex)
She was her favorite sight, naked wrapped in white blankets and ready to be taken the way she knew her lover would. The candles were lit, her crystals in position as she crawled to the young woman with beaming purple irises that glowed in the dark. "Are you ready for eternity?" TRIGGER WARNING; 18+, mentions of witchcraft, magic, knife play, blood play, etc... just prepare yourselves.
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Vento Aureo || Her Muse ||
No words can describe what she felt when she travels with Bruno Bucciarati and his team. In fact, she is silent - a mute. Even if she doesn't utter a word, she is a tricky young lady. Protecting the young Trish Una is her top mission but she doesn't mind interacting with the team. Let's hope they can understand her well. -- I don't own any of the characters, only my original characters.
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