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PART 4 BITCHES AND NOW I'M FINALLY DONE WITH THIS SERIES!!!! Now to clarify the above statement with a little bit more detail, this will be the last part of the A Womanizer? series, but I will still continue to write Assassin's creed fanfictions for as long as I love the franchise, which won't go away for a very long time. So enjoy the final part of the A Womanizer? series! ALSO WHEN YOU SEE SOMETHING WITH AN ASTERISK (THIS THING *) IN THE DIALOGUE, PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION FOR THE TRANSLATION BEFORE READING ON, IT'S SUPER IMPORTANT THAT YOU UNDERSTAND THE TRANSLATION BEFORE MOVING ON IN THE STORY!!! PLEASE GUYS I'M BEGGING YOU! HUMOR ME H

You were standing outside Leonardo's shop, waiting for your friend to open. You were supposed to get a painting from him for your mother. She loved Leonardo's works, she admired him greatly. You did like Leonardo but only as a friend, and he treated you only like a sister. Besides, you had a fiance. Well... at least you had him few hours ago. Vierri always was telling you you're the most beautiful woman he have ever seen, that he's madly in love with you, that he would do everything for you and he will love you no matter what you'll do. But when you said 'no' when he asked you to... well, spread your legs, he showed his true self. Short story

"Hey...Hey wake up." Link groaned a muffled response to the person speaking to him. He was currently laying on the pavement face-down, clothes shredded and eyes tightly squeezed shut. It wasn't until he felt a hand upon his shoulder, did the brunette dare to crack open one of his crystal blue eyes. At first, his vision was a blur but it slowly cleared as he forced himself to sit up and rub his eyes. He looked around, seeking out the one who had called to him and once he turned around, he found him. Before him was a boy, kneeling in front of him with his hand still on Link's shoulder and red eyes gazing into his. He furrowed his brows at th

:bulletred: :bulletpink: Sebastian x Demon Reader: Mingling :bulletred: :bulletpink: He stood in the midst of a hundred humans, all twirling gaily in festive gowns and well-tailored suits, in celebration of the Lover’s Holiday. This figure fit in well amongst the lively throng, though he was clearly different as he moved silently through the crowded gathering.  From his raven hair and evening jacket, to the amused expression and shinning wine red eyes, the man screamed unknown and mysterious. But differing from normal, his presence wasn’t realized by the ecstatic ones around him, save for the young man of fourteen that currently