Once you enter, anything goes. No fantasy—however dark and dirty and depraved it may be—is forbidden. You have no past, no inhibitions, no morals…and no memory. All you have to cling to is the memory of a scorching touch, a searing kiss, the wet slide of skin on skin, and the heat of breath acro
Black Room: Door 7
✍ Scribed by London, Jade; Wilder, Jasinda
- Book ID
- 108798559
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 62 KB
- Category
- Fiction
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
✦ Synopsis
Once you enter, anything goes. No fantasy—however dark and dirty and depraved it may be—is forbidden. You have no past, no inhibitions, no morals…and no memory. All you have to cling to is the memory of a scorching touch, a searing kiss, the wet slide of skin on skin, and the heat of breath across your flesh. Step forward… Turn the knob… Step through the seventh door...
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