Fanfics com a tag Reverseharem sem o gênero Aventura

Childhood for most people is a time of wonder. A time of discovery. A time when you look up into the dark night, reach out with your tiny fingers, and try to pluck the stars right out of the sky. You don't know what the word impossible means and every day is a discovery for your maturing mind.

My childhood was in contrast, deprived of wonder to say the least. Although it was filled with fear, pain, and a lot of verbal abuse. Through all of that I stilled dreamed of going beyond the walls of the Nerezza mansion to be free, but those dreams were leaps and bounds beyond my reach during that time of my life.

I would never be an astronaught or fairy princes.

A police woman or doctor.

I would just be Lillith, the girl who quite literally was a lie. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

If at this very moment I were to define the last 17 years of my life in one word I'd have to go with UNIQUE. My mother had atleast defined it as such many times and who was I to go against her.

Unique: existing as the only one or example; single; solitary in type or characteristics; having no like or equal...

Sure websters defines it a little dry but you understand what I'm trying to convey here right?

Being unique to me wasn't just something I'd become during my angsty teenage years. It was something I had been born into. It was in the crimson liquid pouring in my veins and the abilities I had developed because of it. It was in the way people stared at me and the way my own family treated me. I was a puppet following the routines bestowed upon me by the puppet masters. And I had long since stopped pulling against the strings that bound me. Or atleast that's what I led them to believe.

I've come to realize that its a ruthless world out there and the only way to survive is to be . . . well unique.

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None of the media is mine but story and characters are strictly from my imagination please do not steal, or copy 🙀😸

Há uma lenda chinesa que fala sobre os Oito Imortais. Pessoas comuns que chegaram à iluminação e se tornaram imortais e etéreas. Mas, na lenda, eles são como super-heróis que guardam a humanidade, não seres amaldiçoados.

Algo estranho acontece na vida de Freya e ela se vê, de repente, vivendo em um país estranho, em uma casa estranha, com sete homens desconhecidos. E tudo piora quando ela não consegue parar de ter sonhos cada vez mais surpreendentes, intensos e eróticos com eles. Seriam eles seus demônios ou anjos, sua perdição ou salvação? O tempo está acabando e ela precisa decidir de que lado vai estar.