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Creep Magnet (SebastianxReader)
You hummed silently to yourself as you stood in the back of the lavish dance hall, watching as noble men and women danced to the beautiful orchestra music that played.  It was the birthday of some rich old fart that you've never met in your life, and apparently anyone who was anyone was to attend his party.  Being of noble blood yourself, you knew that you had to maintain appearances; especially since you were now the head of your household. 
Not long ago your parents passed away in a tragic carriage accident, so it was up to you to uphold the outstanding reputation of the (L/N) name.  You were the heir to a perfume company, one that your father built himself from the ground up.  People all around the city admired his work, so they were very curious to meet his daughter.
You spent the first hour of the party introducing yourself to the money hungry snobs, turning down random suitors who asked for your hand in marriage as well as turning down several l
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The Captive (ClaudexReader) (Pt.4)
Part Four:  Trouble in the garden
You spent the next several weeks on bed rest due to the severe injuries Alois had inflicted on you, three fractured ribs and a dislocated hip.  Claude had popped your hip back into place, which was very painful to say the least, but there was not much he could do for your ribs other than bandage them.  It was increasingly difficult to breathe and you couldn't even change your clothes or use the restroom on your own.
Hannah aided you in these things daily until your wounds were healed, scarcely speaking to you as she did so.  It was not because she was being unfriendly, though.  One day you'd overheard a conversation between her and Claude outside of your bedroom.  The butler had strictly forbade her from speaking to you unless absolutely necessary.  You weren't sure the reason but you did not want to get the maid in trouble with her prick of a master.  You had a feel
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The Captive (ClaudexReader) (Pt3)
Part Three: Pain
"What do you think of my little room?" Alois asked with a grin, still proudly displaying the whip in his hand.  "Impressive, isn't it?  I spent months collecting each piece."  He tossed the whip to the floor and walked over to the iron maiden, resting his hand on it.  "This one was the most difficult to come by.  Claude and I had to travel all the way to Spain to get it."
"I don't really care."  You groaned, rolling your eyes.  "If you're going to torture me then get it over with.  That is, unless you intend to talk me to death..?"
You blinked in amazement as the words left your lips.  Where in the world did this new found boldness come from?  Claude looked down at the floor with a ghost of a smirk on his face.  Alois, on the other hand, was not amused.  He frowned and grabbed a rusty metal device from the wall. It looked like an oversized pair of scissors.
"Do you kno
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The Captive (ClaudexReader)(Pt.2)
Part Two: The Punishment Room
You paced back and forth through the dark cellar trying to muster a plan of escape but it was of no use.  There were no windows down here and the only door was locked up tight.  'Do what you have to do to survive.'  Johnny's words rang clear in your mind over and over again but the hope of survival seemed to fade with every passing minute.  There was no doubt in your mind that Alois Trancy intended to kill you in the morning.
"No.." You said aloud, "I refuse to give that little bastard the satisfaction."
There had to be something in the cellar you could use.  You extended your arms out and began feeling your way around the pitch black room until your hand bumped against something made of glass.  You groped the glass object and released a satisfied gasp when you realized what you were touching.  'Of course!' You thought, 'This is a wine cellar!' 
You pulled the bottle from t
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The Captive (ClaudexReader)
Part One:  One Last Job
The cool night air blew mercilessly against your face as you stood outside of the large manor. It has been several weeks since your partner, a man by the name of Johnny Price, made plans to break into and rob the Trancy Estate. He promised that this place would be your ticket to easy street. No more living on the streets, no more begging for food like a dog; and most of all, no more stealing.
This was going to be your last robbery.  When it was over the two of you could finally buy homes of your own, something you have both wanted for such a long time.  Robbing this place seemed like an easy enough job, especially for the likes of two of London's most notorious burglars, but there was something about the estate that made you very uneasy. It was almost as if there was a sinister presence lurking about.
"Are you sure about this place, Johnny?" You asked, pulling your black coat tighter around yourself. "I don't know w
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SebastianxReader [Devoured]
The demon stood in the shadows and watched as the young lady came out of the manor.  She had been attending the birthday party of a noble boy, and after three hours she was finally taking her leave.  She wore a primrose party gown and her face was adorned with just enough makeup to bring out her beautiful features.  She was absolutely enchanting.
He kept his eyes fixed on her as she said her goodbyes to the other guests.  She smiled politely and offered a small curtsy to each.  The demon winced with anticipation as she reached the final guest.
Eight long months have passed since Sebastian began serving his master, each passing day making it agonizingly more difficult to control his hunger.  He normally didn't have to wait so long between meals, as it were, but his young master was in no hurry to perish.  The demon's hunger was beginning to grow very real, and he knew the only way he would be able to contain himself was to feast on the soul o
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ClaudexReader-Pest Control
The late William Shakespeare once said, "Be not afraid of greatness.  Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them."  It was obvious that Mr. Shakespeare had written that quote with you in mind.  You see, there was something truly great about the title you held. 
You wouldn't consider yourself a hero, per say, but there was no doubt in your mind that London would fall into complete chaos without you.
Why? 
Because you were a bug exterminator.
The title may seem meager to some, but not everyone is cut out to deal with pests.  For generations people have called upon exterminators to liberate them from the pests that lurked about their homes, destroying their property and spreading disease.  You considered it an honor to help those who could not help themselves. 
Well, that, and the pay was pretty sweet....
So when you were contacted about a young earl, Alois Trancy by name, whose home was infested with pes
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SebastianxAngel!ReaderxClaude [Defiled] (Pt.2)
Part Two: The Fight
Your heart pounded in your chest as you stared at the demon that towered over you.  When you received this assignment you had no intention of harming anyone, but now it seemed that violence would be inevitable.  Closing your eyes, you pressed your hands together and began to pray.  "Father, please grant me the strength to-"
"Praying for strength.." Claude said, "How pathetic and weak."
"My strength comes from my Master."  You replied, looking back at the demon.  "I can do nothing without Him, just as you can do nothing without your master."
Claude shook his head.  "I rely on no one for my strength."
Sebastian stepped forward and waved his arm in the air.  "Enough idle talk.  It is time to settle this matter."  His eyes flickered from Claude to your (e/c) eyes.  "Before we fight tell me who you are.  I want to know the name of the angel I will defeat."
"(F/N)(L/N), humble serv
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SebastianxAngel!ReaderxClaude-[Defiled] (Pt.1)
Part One: Busted
Your eyes were fixed on the golden piece of paper in your hand as you stood outside of the Trancy manor. Just hours ago you had received orders from a higher ranking angel.  You were to visit Alois and persuade him to repent his evil ways.  Simple as the orders were you couldn't help but feel uneasy after everything that had happened with Angela/Ash.
There had been much unrest in Heaven after what she/he had done.  The Creator had never intended for angels to purify humans against their wills, that is why He gave humans free will in the first place.  Your job as an angel was to minister to the humans, to show them the error of their ways and give them a chance to repent.  It was as simple as that.  Should the human refuse to listen to reason, you were to go about your merry way.
"Should be easy..." You said, crumpling the piece of paper and tossing it to the ground.  You looked around to make sure no one was there bef
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Literature
Chocolate Pie (SebastianxChild!Reader)
It was a particulary beautiful day in London. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the streets were filled with the hustle and bustle of merry people going about their way. Yet, this was not enough to pull Ciel Phantomhive from his sour mood. You see, just an hour ago his servants had nearly burned the kitchen down (again) trying to prepare a scrumptious roast beef dinner.
So Ciel and Sebastian were forced to venture into town for some fresh ingredients while the servants cleaned their mess. "Why am I forced to endure such incompetence?" Ciel muttered as he trudged down the bright sidewalk.
Sebastian chuckled at his master's impatience. They continued strolling down the street until the butler noticed a quaint looking bakery. "Master, why don't you relax while I do the grocery shopping? It shouldn't take me longer than ten minutes. Have a nice piece of chocolate pie while you wait."
Normally, Ciel would refuse such an offer; but today he was feeling too tired to protes
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Literature
Sweet Tooth (GermanyxChubby!Reader)
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You stared down at the grocery list that Ludwig wrote out for you and grimaced. The German was now officially your personal trainer so he took the liberty of writing out a strict two week program for you to follow.
But the food looked terrible. It was nothing but white meat and green vegetables!
Where were the cookies!? Where was the pizza!?
Sighing, you walked through the grocery store and began loading your basket with vegetables; brocoli, asparagus, and even....cabbage. It was only for two weeks, you tried to tell yourself. You could survive for that long.
You grabbed a few more groceries before checking out. As you were making your way through the parking lot of the store a captivating aroma hit your nostrils. There was a bakery across the street that had everything. Donuts, cookies, cakes! It was a sweet toothed girl's paradise!
"No...I can't." You told yourself, "Ludwig would kill me if he found out.."
You climbed i
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Spider and the Fly (14) (ClaudexDetective!Reader)
Chapter Fourteen:  Hopeless
You were lying on the bed, hands still secured behind your back by the iron cuffs, when you rolled yourself onto the floor. Claude had only been gone for a few minutes and you decided there was no sense in waiting for him to come back and kill you.
You stood up and positioned yourself so that you could twist the doorknob open. Stepping out into the hallway, you glanced around to make sure no one was around before high tailing it towards the front door. You were determined to get the hell out of there before Claude could put his filthy hands on you again.
You shivered as you remembered his cold touch and the way his eyes had shifted to that horrifying pink color. 'He said he wasn't human!' Your mind raced as you continued running through the manor. 'What the heck is he!?'

When you reached the front door you opened it and closed your eyes as the cool night air hit you, savoring your freedom, until you remembered yo
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Scaring Auron (AuronXRikku)
It was a particularly beautiful evening in the Thunder Plains; that is if you were the kind of person that enjoyed the beauty and majesty of lightning. Rikku, unfortunately, was not such a person and she was still steamed at that big meanie Auron for embarrassing her in front of the other guardians. It wasn't her fault that she was afraid of lightning. She stood in the lobby of the travel agency, her hands clasped tightly together, as she glanced at Auron with a wicked grin. She would have her revenge for making a fool of her and it was going to be glorious.
She was going to catch Auron off guard somehow and scare the pants off of him! Only then would the big meanie know how she felt. Shifting her eyes to the floor, she stifled an evil giggle. She waited patiently for twenty minutes until the guardian finally unfolded his arms and said, "I'm going to check on Yuna then go to bed. I suggest you all do the same."
"Alrighty then!" Rikku said chipperly, "Nighty night!"
Auron raised a brow
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The Hostage
Title: The Hostage
Game: Final Fantasy X
Characters: Lulu and Seymour
Summary:  Lulu is captured by the guado in Macalani, where she has an interesting conversation with Seymour.

The tension in the room was so thick you could cut it with Auron's sword as Yuna and her guardians stood before the guado. Their fight with Seymour had just come to an end and the guado refused to hear their explanations. Their beloved leader was dead and Yuna was a traitor to Yevon. The only thing left for the party to do was turn themselves in.
Or so they thought.
"Run!" Kimahri shouted and, before anyone had time to process the decision, the guardians began high tailing out of the temple. The guado pursued them adamantly, summoning fiends to stop them before they could get away. The guardians eliminated them with ease and continued fleeing for their lives. Until one guardian found herself running behind her companions.
 The heaviness of her dress and the snow that ceaselessly fel
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You hummed silently to yourself as you stood in the back of the lavish dance hall, watching as noble men and women danced to the beautiful orchestra music that played.  It was the birthday of some rich old fart that you've never met in your life, and apparently anyone who was anyone was to attend his party.  Being of noble blood yourself, you knew that you had to maintain appearances; especially since you were now the head of your household. 

Not long ago your parents passed away in a tragic carriage accident, so it was up to you to uphold the outstanding reputation of the (L/N) name.  You were the heir to a perfume company, one that your father built himself from the ground up.  People all around the city admired his work, so they were very curious to meet his daughter.

You spent the first hour of the party introducing yourself to the money hungry snobs, turning down random suitors who asked for your hand in marriage as well as turning down several leeches who wanted you to invest some money in their inventions. 

So naturally it was a relief to finally get away from the excitement, if even for a moment.  You really didn't want to be here in the first place. 

If it were up to you, you would be at your manor soaking in the tub with a mystery novel in your hands. 

"My, my....what is a lovely thing like you doing standing back here alone?"  A voice said from beside you, making you jump.  You turned around to see a familiar man dressed in an elaborate white suit with a glass of champagne in each hand.  He was the Viscount Druitt, a man who in your opinion was nothing more than a womanizing scoundrel.  What in the world did he want with you? 

His cobalt eyes glinted with concern.  "Are you not enjoying the party, my little flower?"

You offered him a small smile, even though you wanted to tell the creep to beat it.  "You needn't worry yourself about me, Lord Druitt.  I-"

"Please, call me Aleister." He insisted, flashing his pearly whites at you.

You resisted the urge to roll your eyes and glanced down at your silver wrist watch.  "Well, Aleister, it was lovely chatting with you but it's getting late and I really should get back ho-"

"So soon?" He said, clearly disappointed.  "Won't you at least have a sip of champagne with me before you leave?"

'Geez...why doesn't this guy just bugger off already!?'  You thought, annoyed.  There were plenty of other women here for him to hassle, why couldn't he have chosen one of them?  Perhaps if you had one glass of champagne with him he would leave you alone.  Sighing, you took the glass from his hand.  "Alright, just one glass..."

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The empty glass fell from your hand as the room began spinning.  Your head was throbbing and your eyelids rapidly flickered open and shut as you tried to maintain your composure.  "How are you feeling, my dear?"  Aleister asked, wrapping his gloved hand around your arm to hold you steady.  There was a mischievous grin across his face.  "You seem light-headed.  Let me escort you to one of the bedrooms so that you can rest."

You opened your mouth to protest but all that came out was a pained groan.  Your heart beat grew more rapid by the second but you were too out of it to pull away from him, and the other party guests were too consumed in their dancing to even notice him pulling you towards the back of the manor. 

He looked around to make sure no one had followed you before opening one of the bedroom doors and pulling you inside.  The struggle to keep your eyes open was becoming worse by the second.  There had to be something you could do!  Aleister gently pushed you on to the bed and sat next to you.  "Don't you worry about a thing.  I will take good care of you."

"You.....drugged....me..."  You managed to say as he began caressing your cheek.

"Guilty as charged." He confessed as his lips curved into a smile.  "Do not worry, my little flower.  I am not going to hurt you."

"If you don't......let me go......I'll scream...."

"Now, now....don't be absurd."  He said, taking his hand from your cheek down to your neck.  "You haven't the strength to scream, and besides no one will hear you."  You started to protest again until he smashed his lips onto yours.  The pain in your head starting growing much worse and the to keep your eyes open was gone.  Aleister swiftly took notice and stroked the top of your head.  "That's it, my darling, go to sleep.  It will all be over soon..."

He leaned in to steal another kiss until a deep voice said, "Pardon me, sir.  I must insist you unhand the young lady."

Your eyes shifted to the front of the room to see a man dressed in black standing there, a frown adorning his handsome face.  You instantly recognized him.  He was the butler of Ciel Phantomhive.

"Oh....h-hello, Sebastian." Aleister stammered, releasing you and standing to his feet.  He rubbed the back of his neck.  "I know how this must look but I assure you-"

Sebastian raised a gloved hand in the air.  "You have three seconds to leave us or I'm afraid I will have to do something drastic."

"But I-"

"ONE..."

"I swear I was just-"

"TWO..."

"If you would just listen-"

"THREE." 

Sebastian took a step forward and Aleister ran out of the room screaming like a little girl.  The butler put his palm to his face and sighed before returning his attention to you.  "Are you alright, my lady?"

"Yes, I'm quite alright."  You groaned, trying to stand up on shaky legs. 

Sebastian grabbed your arms and helped you catch your footing.  "Good, but I must say it was rather foolish of you to accept a drink from a man you scarcely know.  Men like him love to prey on beautiful young girls like yourself."

Your cheeks flushed pink at the compliment, even though it embarrassed you to be lectured by a butler.  You rolled your eyes and insisted, "Yeah, yeah....I'll be more careful from now on."

"No more talking to strangers?"

"No more talking to strangers...."

Sebastian smiled warmly at you.  "Good, now let's get you back home.  My master and I will be happy to take you."

"No, no..." You insisted, shaking your head.  "I will be just fine on my-"

But before you could finish you collapsed into Sebastian's arms.  The drug had fully kicked in and you blacked out.  Sighing, the butler took you into his arms and began to carry you towards the front door with a small grin on his face.  "My lady, you are so naïve it's almost adorable.."

Creep Magnet (SebastianxReader)
I'm not dead!  Just got busy with life for a bit lol!  Anyway, I felt bad for the lack of updates so I wrote this little thing.  Hope you enjoyed!
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Part Four:  Trouble in the garden

You spent the next several weeks on bed rest due to the severe injuries Alois had inflicted on you, three fractured ribs and a dislocated hip.  Claude had popped your hip back into place, which was very painful to say the least, but there was not much he could do for your ribs other than bandage them.  It was increasingly difficult to breathe and you couldn't even change your clothes or use the restroom on your own.

Hannah aided you in these things daily until your wounds were healed, scarcely speaking to you as she did so.  It was not because she was being unfriendly, though.  One day you'd overheard a conversation between her and Claude outside of your bedroom.  The butler had strictly forbade her from speaking to you unless absolutely necessary.  You weren't sure the reason but you did not want to get the maid in trouble with her prick of a master.  You had a feeling that she had been in the punishment room more than once.

Claude brought your meals to you at the same time everyday; breakfast at six, lunch at eleven thirty, a small snack at three, and dinner at seven.  He never said a word to you, though there were times he would just stand and stare at you through his silver spectacles.  You would always keep your eyes fixed on your plate until he was on his way.  You refused to look in the eyes of the man who had killed your friend, and besides that the guy gave you the creeps. 

The way he had kissed your neck that day.....

You shuddered every time you thought about it.  There was no love or even lust behind it.  It was his way of showing you that you were completely helpless in his presence, something the creeper clearly took pleasure in.  You figured he was some kind of sadist.  Why else would he have just stood by and watched as his master beat the living hell out of you?  He probably enjoyed it almost as much as Alois had, if not more so.

Alois visited your room daily.  He would sit on the bed with you for hours, talking to you and forcing you to play chess with him.  He never once mentioned the beating he had given you or anything about you breaking into his home.  It was almost as if he had completely forgotten the entire thing, like the two of you had been friends for years.  But you had not forgotten.  You spent almost every waking moment thinking about how you would get your revenge on the little twerp. 

You weren't about to let his deeds go unpunished.  So you maintained an outward appearance of friendliness and forgiveness.  You indulged in his long talks and games, even going as far as to laugh at his lame jokes.  Your plan was to earn his trust then strike when he least expected it.  It would be glorious.

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When you were finally able to leave your bed, Alois allowed you to go anywhere you wanted within the estate.  But he made sure that someone was always watching you.  Whether you visited the library or took a stroll in the garden, you were followed by at least one of his servants.  It was usually the triplets who kept watch over you.  They would stand afar off, whispering to each other, until you were finished then they would make sure you returned to either your bedroom or wherever Alois was.

You were beginning to grow very frustrated with the situation.  How were you ever going to get the kid when the weirdos were constantly watching you?  You needed to be alone with him, just for a moment, but it seemed like that would never happen.  Wherever Alois was, there was Claude.  He stood by him night and day like a guard dog, and you knew there was no way you could try anything with him around.

You were just going to have to be patient until the time came.  Even Claude had to sleep sometime....

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Then, just as if your prayers had been answered, opportunity struck.  You were sitting in the library reading a mystery novel, with the triplets watching over you of course, when Alois and Claude came in.  Alois waved his hand in the air and dismissed them, then turned his attention to you with a sickeningly cute grin on his face. 

He asked you to take a stroll in the garden with him, said he had something private he wished to discuss with you.  You would rather have your tongue torn out than to spend time with him but you agreed to go with him.  This was the opportunity you had been waiting for, to finally be alone with the little creep so you could get your sweet revenge.

Claude wanted to tag along as well, but Alois was quite adamant about being alone with you.

He escorted you out into the garden and into his elaborate hedge maze.  When you were well into the maze, you stood behind the boy and reached your hands out towards him, ready to strangle the little twerp, until he turned around and looked at you with a big grin on his face.  You threw your hands behind your back and returned the smile.

"Do you want to know why I brought you out here?" He asked playfully, leaning himself against the hedges.

You shrugged your shoulders.  "Sure."

Your brows raised curiously when his face flushed pink.  He glanced down at the ground then hesitantly looked back up at you.  "You're a very beautiful woman, (F/N), and I am a boy who knows what he wants."  He reached out and grabbed your thigh, wriggling his eyebrows up and down.

"You....you can't be serious."  You said, causing his smile to vanish.  "What are you, like, ten!?"

"I'm thirteen!" He shouted, his mood shifting from playful to angry in about two seconds.  "And I own you, remember!?  You have to do what I say!!"

He lunged forward and tackled you to the ground, grabbing your wrists in an attempt to pin you down.  You gasped in disbelief as he stuck his hand down your blouse, roughly squeezing your breast.  What in the heck did he think he was doing!?  Furious, you pried yourself from his grasp and put your hands on his chest, pushing him the hell off of you.  "Are you out of your mind!?"

You grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him off of the ground, raising a fist in the air to beat the crap out of him. 

"CLAUDE!!!" He screamed, and within seconds the butler was there.  He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you away from the boy with ease.

'How in the heck did he get here so fast!?' You wondered, dumbfounded.  'It took us like twenty minutes to get here!'

Alois flashed Claude a pathetic look before he started crying like a little girl.  "She....she tried to violate me, Claude."

Your mouth flew open in disbelief.  "WHAT!?  But you're the one who-"

"She's scaring me!  Take her away before she tries to hurt me again!!"

"Where shall I take her?" Claude asked, trying to maintain his monotone voice.  But you could swear there was a hint of amusement in it.

"Lock her in her room until I think of a proper way to punish her!"

"Yes, Your Highness." Claude replied.  He kept one arm around your waist and used his other hand to grab a handful of your hair.  Alois flashed you a sinister grin as the butler began dragging you away from him, pulling you by your hair all the way to the manor and into the bedroom.  You gasped as he threw you on to the floor and climbed on top of you, pinning your arms down so that you could not fight him.

"Let me go!" You demanded, squirming uselessly beneath him.  "I swear I'm going to-!"

He placed his finger to your lips, shocking you into silence.  There was a glimmer of dark pleasure in his golden eyes.  He was enjoying being on top of you, having complete control.  "I know you didn't try to violate my master."  He said, "But you tried to harm him and that is something I simply cannot allow."

He leaned his head into yours and whispered in your ear.  "If you ever lay another hand on him I will be forced to punish you myself, and it will be far worse than anything Alois ever did to you.  Do you understand me?"

"Y-yes..." You whimpered.

"Good girl."

He stood to his feet and dusted himself off before taking his leave, locking the door behind himself.  You stared after him for a moment, stunned, before putting your head in your hands.  "These people are absolutely insane..." You said under your breath, "Screw revenge, I have to get the hell out of here before they kill me."

You swallowed nervously as you remembered the hunger in Claude's eyes.  "Or worse..."

The Captive (ClaudexReader) (Pt.4)
Yay!  Finally got part four out! excited happy 
Hope it wasn't too wordy lol.
And I just want to give a special thanks to everyone who has read, favorited, and commented so far!  Your comments make me smile :D
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Icedragon300 Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2016
:iconballoonplz: Happy Birthday :iconcakeplz: :iconballoonplz: :D (Big Grin)
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Ahiannon Featured By Owner Aug 23, 2016  Professional Writer
Thank you so much for the watch :hug:
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Icedragon300 Featured By Owner Aug 20, 2016
Thanks for the :iconfav3dplz:. )
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Dina-soar Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2016
Thanks for the watch!!:D
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MrsHighwind Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
You're so welcome!
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OkuniSensei Featured By Owner Apr 8, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the fav' of MAdam Red ^^
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eLouai-sama Featured By Owner Sep 12, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you so much for the watch! I'm a fan of your work as well.
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Nakuru-Nebelung Featured By Owner Apr 27, 2014
Thanx for favin! :iconcheerplz:
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DrawingArt23 Featured By Owner Apr 15, 2014  Student General Artist
Thanks for the favorite!!!:excited:
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Icedragon300 Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2014
Thanks for joining :iconcrystal-warriors:. :)
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