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What if we had it wrong and it had nothing to do with a God at all but a woman who figured out how to harness the energy for herself to control after having sex with a beast? I bet that was it.
I’m Maggie Motha Nature Moon Harvesting, Wolf Eater, Queen of Dens GREY!
Lmfao!
“I’m not rich nor do we come from a rich family or upbringing,” she cut in. “Before y'all start to question everything. I lived a normal life–––” “Naaaaah.” Asha laughed. “You come from money. No wonder you can’t fight. You could probably pay people to do it for you!”
Lmfaooo!!!
Maybe Namir had it right not to come. It would be too easy to pluck the eyes and hairs off each bastard that thought they could try my wife. I would have the ones I would go for like the uncles and some of the sisters belonging to that Aria bitch…the rest would be a mere afterthought type of killing.
“I am exactly who you wish you could be, and will become the very thing you’d fear I would be,” leaning her head back to look at the ceiling of the church. Her eyes began to drain blood and her hands rose in the air, trembling uncontrollably. You could see the fangs growing and her eyes closing as she screamed. “I am what happens when a wolf loves the moon!”
“You don’t own any other clothes besides suits?” I asked. “I dress according to what’s in my bank account for the day,” Bellamy responded, adjusting the cuffs and sleeves. “Do you wear anything besides sweats and a hoodie?”
Lmfao!!!
“You are who?” He questioned, looking at Seth with an air of arrogance. “You’ll have to excuse me. My knowledge of wolves doesn't go beyond the one sitting in front of me.”
Now should she ever betray me…Her and her son will never see the light of day. It was a fleeting thought since I couldn’t even imagine her looking at anyone outside of me. Her son is my son. I’m learning how to cook human recipes. My dick is big, and I’m affectionate. All the things human females require in a man. Plus, I have money. She would be a fool to betray someone like me.
“Hold up! Hold up! AYE?!” Namir shouted, jumping to stand in between us. “It’s not what you think! This fool likes you and he’s trying to hide behind this predator bullshit! I’m the one that told him to send you flowers and write his number down! He wanted to know how to get your attention without scaring you!”
“You didn’t have much to say when we first met–––” “Because he’s a punk ass bitch!” Namir shouted from inside the car.
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“Let’s get something straight vampire,” I said, stepping towards him with my finger pointing in his face. “The only thing I fear is what would happen to my son should I not be around because his mother went to prison for killing a mothafucka…”
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“I didn’t come crying to her. I told her to handle it before I do. Not afraid of you or her by any means. What? Ohhhh, y-you–you wanna drink my blood?” I pouted sarcastically. “You and her plotting to drain me of my life source? TRY IT,” I threatened. “Nothing but Popeyes, Del Taco, and random milkshakes filled with bullshit sugar in the middle of the night! I taste like pure shit!”
Birdie is off the chain!! 🤣🤣😭
“I plan on bleeding your pockets dry for my pain and suffering you’ve caused,” I childishly sneered before turning around to shout over my shoulders. “I hope you know that!”
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