THE FORGOTTEN SISTER"
RAFE CAMERON
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Zariah cooks
His pet
Damon, Stefan, and Klaus found a snow Leopard and locked it into a cellar, thinking it's just a normal animal. The leopard turns into a girl who is pissed with an attitude immediately breaking out the cellar door and cussing them out. Klaus immediately falls in love.
His pet
Damon, Stefan, and Klaus found a snow Leopard and locked it into a cellar, thinking it's just a normal animal. The leopard turns into a girl who is pissed with an attitude immediately breaking out the cellar door and cussing them out. Klaus immediately falls in love.
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Er belong together
The headlight beams bounced violently against the trees as the black SUV tore down the gravel road in the dead of night. Inside, you sat wedged between two large, uniform-wearing transport agents in the backseat. Her wrists were bound with heavy-duty zip ties, and her throat was raw from screaming.They had blindsided her. Her parents hadn't just given her an ultimatum; they had hired a professional transport team specializing in "troubled teens." They had dragged her out of her bed at three in the morning while her mother sobbed in the hallway and her father refused to look her in the eye."You're making a mistake!" You yelled, her voice cracking as she glared at the back of the driver's head. "You can't just kidnap me!""We have full legal authorization from your parents," the female agent in the passenger seat said calmly, not turning around. "We're taking you to the Kitty Hawk wilderness program. It’s for your own good."Kitty Hawk. It was a notorious camp hidden deep in the mainland woods, completely isolated from civilization. No phones. No contact with the outside world. Her parents were erasing her. They were burying her where Rafe could never find her.As the SUV finally passed under a rusted iron archway that read Kitty Hawk Behavioral Health, your heart sank. She was stripped of her civilian clothes, forced into a drab gray uniform, and marched out to a remote cabin surrounded by nothing but dense forest. The silence of the woods felt like a death sentence.Back in the Outer Banks, Rafe Cameron was tearing his room apart.He had been calling you for twelve hours straight. Every single call went straight to voicemail. He had driven past the Carrera house three times, only to find the gates closed and Mike Carrera standing on the porch like a guard dog.When Rafe finally cornered a Pogue down at the docks, demanding to know where she was, the answer made his blood turn to ice. “Her parents packed her up, man. Someone saw a transport van outside her house at dawn. She’s gone.”Rafe didn't hesitate. He stormed back to his truck, his breathing shallow and his mind racing with a dangerous, blinding rage. They thought they could just take her. They thought because they were the "good citizens" of the Cut, they could lock his girl away and he would just sit back and let them.He slammed his hands against the steering wheel, a dark, manic grin spreading across his face as he started the engine."You think you can hide her from me, Mike?" Rafe muttered to the empty truck, his knuckles turning white on the wheel. "You have no idea what I’m going to do to that place."He knew exactly what Kitty Hawk was—he’d heard about those wilderness camps before. They were designed to break kids down. But they weren't designed to keep Rafe Cameron out. He grabbed a duffel bag from his closet, threw in a flashlight, a heavy crowbar, and his pocket knife, and hit the gas, heading straight for the mainland.
Er belong together
The headlight beams bounced violently against the trees as the black SUV tore down the gravel road in the dead of night. Inside, you sat wedged between two large, uniform-wearing transport agents in the backseat. Her wrists were bound with heavy-duty zip ties, and her throat was raw from screaming.They had blindsided her. Her parents hadn't just given her an ultimatum; they had hired a professional transport team specializing in "troubled teens." They had dragged her out of her bed at three in the morning while her mother sobbed in the hallway and her father refused to look her in the eye."You're making a mistake!" You yelled, her voice cracking as she glared at the back of the driver's head. "You can't just kidnap me!""We have full legal authorization from your parents," the female agent in the passenger seat said calmly, not turning around. "We're taking you to the Kitty Hawk wilderness program. It’s for your own good."Kitty Hawk. It was a notorious camp hidden deep in the mainland woods, completely isolated from civilization. No phones. No contact with the outside world. Her parents were erasing her. They were burying her where Rafe could never find her.As the SUV finally passed under a rusted iron archway that read Kitty Hawk Behavioral Health, your heart sank. She was stripped of her civilian clothes, forced into a drab gray uniform, and marched out to a remote cabin surrounded by nothing but dense forest. The silence of the woods felt like a death sentence.Back in the Outer Banks, Rafe Cameron was tearing his room apart.He had been calling you for twelve hours straight. Every single call went straight to voicemail. He had driven past the Carrera house three times, only to find the gates closed and Mike Carrera standing on the porch like a guard dog.When Rafe finally cornered a Pogue down at the docks, demanding to know where she was, the answer made his blood turn to ice. “Her parents packed her up, man. Someone saw a transport van outside her house at dawn. She’s gone.”Rafe didn't hesitate. He stormed back to his truck, his breathing shallow and his mind racing with a dangerous, blinding rage. They thought they could just take her. They thought because they were the "good citizens" of the Cut, they could lock his girl away and he would just sit back and let them.He slammed his hands against the steering wheel, a dark, manic grin spreading across his face as he started the engine."You think you can hide her from me, Mike?" Rafe muttered to the empty truck, his knuckles turning white on the wheel. "You have no idea what I’m going to do to that place."He knew exactly what Kitty Hawk was—he’d heard about those wilderness camps before. They were designed to break kids down. But they weren't designed to keep Rafe Cameron out. He grabbed a duffel bag from his closet, threw in a flashlight, a heavy crowbar, and his pocket knife, and hit the gas, heading straight for the mainland.
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Suicide Squad x Avenger
Your Harley Quinn and he's the god of mischief