Story cover for Echoes of a Forgotten Name by noOfiNoof
Echoes of a Forgotten Name
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 51m
  • Reads 84
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 51m
Ongoing, First published Jun 09
In the quiet corners of a rainy British city, Nermin lives between two worlds - one shaped by her Arab-Muslim roots, and another by silence, shadows, and unmet dreams. Her life is routine. Predictable. Until the day she hears a bell no one else can hear. From that moment, reality begins to shift. Dreams blur with memory. And strange events - subtle at first, then undeniable - begin to follow her. Something is awakening... something that has waited a long time. And it's calling her by a name she doesn't remember.
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12 parts Ongoing

"Fuck, I am going to cum inside your tight pussy, Daisy" "I am close too. Want me to cum on your pretty face?" "Yes. Yes, daddies." * The Drakton brothers have never agreed on anything in years. Two rivals, deep hatred. They are hellbent on never agreeing on anything and sharing a woman? It was the last thing any of the brothers would have ever imagined. The last thing until I came through. I wanted them both. They both wanted me. None wanted to give me up and I didn't want to give any up. And for the first time since I knew my father's two friends, they both agreed on one thing. To fuck me. To share me. And I wanted it more than anything. It was wrong. Desiring, wanting or lusting after one of them was wrong but wanting both? Nothing could be more wrong, more forbidden and yet nothing could feel more right and hotter.