Exotic Eyes

Killing him with her glance

Photo by Daniel Lincoln on Unsplash

Shit; he thought to himself, approaching the door of the beach house he’d spent an hour tracking on his GPS, despite it being a short walking distance from his hotel.

Why did he sign up for this?

The loud music and chatter stemming from indoors overwhelmed his ears and informed him of the picture he was about to face. A party. Only he was not in…

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We publish essays, and poetry about sex, sexuality and erotic relationships.

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Angelina Der Arakelian

Angelina Der Arakelian

Author | Creative | Film Enthusiast. A 20 year old passionate about uplifting people and trying to make sense of a place we call the Universe.

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