BeguilingSpite's profile picture. Mischief; playful fun. Hiding chaos behind words like a gun. Don't be deceived by flaxen tresses and crimson lips, I'm not your regular hell on heels. ⊹ #GD ⊹

Tina 'Tinker' Bell.

@BeguilingSpite

Mischief; playful fun. Hiding chaos behind words like a gun. Don't be deceived by flaxen tresses and crimson lips, I'm not your regular hell on heels. ⊹ #GD ⊹

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» yet another death to him.} Let's get this over with. ≀ #DevilWithinMe @CallousRogue


» was the reason I had originally approached James to complete the horrendous task... I knew he could escape unscathed. It would just be »


» the ripe unknowing age of fourteen. No-one would ever find out what had happened, as his death would be regarded as an accident. That »


» act he had spun up for us. And I suppose it was worth it, after all he had killed my father, who had abused and molested me ever since »


» anything for free. So let's skip the faux pleasantries and mannerisms. What do you want, James? {I could already imagine the lewd sexual »


» companion.} Try not to assume I don't know what game you're playing... You'll do my dirty work, but for a price of course. Nobody does »


» Forcing my mounting trepidation down with a dry swallow, I shrugged back an unkempt lock and presented a heated glower towards my smug »


» hoped for. The cool and calculating timbre which gave no emotion away. But instead I came across weak, desperate, a scared little girl. »


» to the sinful deed we both were aware he had committed.} You mean he's dead? {The voice emitted sounded nothing alike the tone I had »


» perpetual thirst, before I set the empty glass down. Indigo pools diminished warily, in response to James' seemingly cavalier approach »


» parted in order for the proffered substance to trickle down my parched throat. I remained silent until I had quenched my seemingly »


#DevilWithinMe @CallousRogue ≀ {I sunk into the mattress, the couch's frame dipping to accommodate the increased mass. Roseate tiers »


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