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PROTECTED BY THE DEVIL

PROTECTED BY THE DEVIL

I stopped in front of the vast blue, watching the waves break on the sand, feeling the soft wind shake my hair and the salty smell of the sea fill my senses. That's when something in the movement of the waves caught my eye. A wave broke, carrying a small silver object that stopped at my feet. Curious, I looked closer and saw it was a rosary—worn black beads with a silver cross that caught the last rays of the sun. I bent down to pick it up, holding it carefully in my hands, and I couldn't help but think of him. Of that tattoo on his skin. Of what it meant to him. The memories hit me with a force that almost made me lose my balance.
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Love and Devotion: No Longer His to Claim

Love and Devotion: No Longer His to Claim

"Genevieve came to me in a dream and scolded me for the way I treated her dear mentee. She's holding it against me. I was supposed to be her only…" His voice trailed off. When she was alive, Genevieve had told him more than once that they were just friends. But he had never been able to let her go. He had always held on to his unrequited love, always wanting to be with her. "Dad, she's passed away. How much longer are you planning to obsess over her?" Ingrid asked, utterly at a loss. Erwin flew into a rage. "Don't you dare speak to me like that! My feelings are real. You wouldn't understand."
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Betrayal and Devotion

Betrayal and Devotion

Not quite yet. However, I know in my heart that she is correct. His body trembles with each breath, and I can see it in his eyes. He's exhausted from working so hard for so long. He is prepared to leave. As I tighten my grip on his hand and implore the Moon Goddess for a miracle or anything that will allow me to have him here with me for a little while longer, tears cloud my vision. The Moon Goddess, however, says nothing. And I am aware that there are no more wonders.
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Owed to the Devil

Owed to the Devil

he whispers nudging my forehead Sleep with me twenty thousand times and your debt is gone My eyes widened in horror, "Mr Voss, I don’t think I can last long for twenty thousand nights" my voice hoarse He smirked, Then, seven times per day Two thousand-eight hundred days You can last that long right? Seven times a day???! Even whores don't go that extra His face contorted, what did you say? He questioned. His face darkened, he pressed a knee between my thighs.
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The Devil's Inferno

The Devil's Inferno

Inhaling sharply, I slowly walked towards the altar. “Zita!” I suddenly heard a voice scream from behind, and I quickly spun around to see who it was. My heart dropped to the bottom of my chest when I saw him stumbling into the church. Stanley. He was drunk as fuck. What the fuck was he doing here? He wasn’t supposed to be here. He would get himself killed. Without hesitation, I quickly started approaching him to scream some sense into him and drag him out of here before Papa murdered him. Just as I walked past Lazzaro, he leapt to his feet and grabbed my arm, pulling me back.
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DIVE INTO YOU

DIVE INTO YOU

Ingrid sat beside her mother, patting her back to calm her down. "Did you see the way i was disrespected by that fox? Even the King could not take my side and that Valeria, that wench..." She shook her fist as she felt really pained at how the King had snubbed her. "I am afraid if we do not do anything to stop this insults, we might one day lose our respect." She would never allow this incident repeat itself and that sly fox who call herself Audree, she would have to teach her a lesson.
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INTO THE DEVIL'S HEART

INTO THE DEVIL'S HEART

He pulls Audrey closer and warp his arms around her protectively when a deep voice vibrates from behind making all of them except Audrey tremble in respect and fear of being killed. From afar was Cannon, he is known as Abaddon, the god of destruction and no mercy. It was surprising to see him in this era of hell, knowing who he is, he hardly leaves his throne. "Step away from her" he orders. Without thinking, Baston quickly retracts his hand off Audrey's shoulder and steps aside. "MINE!!!" Abaddon mutters with so much possessiveness, that he flies to where Audrey is standing and takes her into his large arms.
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The Black Devil Omegaverse

The Black Devil Omegaverse

"Ink, you are an Orangelo Omega. We can make the Innehavre bond with anyone, or anything, we choose. My Innehavre is the most adorable Demon you will ever meet." "A Demon..." Ink looked up, surprised. Then the full weight of his words hit Ink's heart. "You mean..." "If you desire it." The god nodded. Ink's paw went to the blank spot over his heart where he bore none of his Marks, the spot he was saving to be Marked with the symbol of his sacred bondmate. "Yes. More than anything." "And you desire it with this tom?" Jinx's paw tapped Priest's chest in the same spot Ink was clutching on his own chest.
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Tears Of Devotion

Tears Of Devotion

I wrap my arms around the back of him tightly, causing this tattooed pierced giant in front of me to tighten his hold on me, his face going to rest ontop of my head. "Who the hell is this softy." Tio teases, his arms going around Enzo and Santino. I feel the giant black-haired stranger remove his arms from around me and glare at all of them, before turning towards me with a soft look and a smile. "I'm Donatello." He said softly making me smile a him. I mean... I know I'm not supposed to have favourites right... But I mean... Come on. It's a no brainer really.
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A Decade of Misplaced Devotion

A Decade of Misplaced Devotion

Behind me, Stella cried out in despair: "Matteo, didn't you love me for ten years? Do you have to be this cruel?" I didn't break stride, and her voice cracked. "I'm sorry, Matteo! I'm so sorry!" My fingers curled at her apology, but I didn't look back. Outside, the sunlight hit me, warm and golden. A decade was wasted on misplaced devotion, but I believed the future held happiness for me. After all, I'd found the girl who'd waited ten years for me.
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I stumbled upon 'Inked' a while back, and it struck me as this raw, visceral exploration of identity and self-expression through tattoos. The protagonist’s journey isn’t just about ink on skin—it’s about reclaiming agency, turning pain into art, and the way our bodies become canvases for stories we’re too afraid to speak aloud. The theme of transformation is everywhere, from the literal metamorphosis of tattoo designs to the emotional shifts in characters. It’s almost like the tattoos are living things, whispering secrets and scars.

What really got me was how the story digs into the duality of tattoos: they’re both armor and vulnerability. One scene where a character covers up an old tattoo with something new hit me hard—it mirrored how we try to rewrite our pasts. The art style itself feels like part of the narrative, with jagged lines for anger and fluid strokes for healing. It’s not just a comic; it’s a therapy session in ink.

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