@ joesburrow

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Before him, I thought crying was a weakness. Now, whenever I cry, Creighton's intensity burns a notch higher and he devours me whole. He's a sadist like that. But he's my sadist.

God of Pain by Rina Kent

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As if feeling my gaze on her, Annika lifts her head and her glittering blue-gray eyes clash with mine. They're so innocent, so full of life, and it shouldn't be right that I want to fill them with tears. Pleasure tears. Fear tears. I don't give a fuck at this point.

God of Pain by Rina Kent

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"Yeah, well, pain frightens me." His eyes shine with something similiar to... excitement. And that right there scares the bejesus out of me. It's not normal excitement like the type I get whenever I go shopping or practice ballet. It's nothing that innocent or harmless.

God of Pain by Rina Kent

[wldflwrz]

"Hypothetically speaking, I have deviant tastes and violent tendencies for the opposite sex. You're so fucking breakable, I'd crush you in no time."

God of Pain by Rina Kent

[wldflwrz]

And whenever he looks at something, you never know if he's considering touching it, or flat out murdering it with his bare hands.

God of Pain by Rina Kent

[wldflwrz]

That's all I've done since I met this enigma. I've wondered and imagined and dreamed.

God of Pain by Rina Kent

[wldflwrz]

“This is my pussy.” Thrust. “My property.” Thrust. “Fucking mine.”

God Of Malice by Rina Kent

[wldflwrz]

“You always wanted the nice guy; too bad you got the fucking villain.”

God Of Malice by Rina Kent

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I can almost feel that raw touch on my heated skin. I can feel his breath over me, his control, and how he took it from me in return. I can see him in front of me with those dead eyes, tall like the devil and with the same imposing presence, his way of taking everything from me. I can almost hear his mocking voice and his effortless manner of speech.

God of Malice by Rina Kent