Jewelry of the Apocalypse

Jewelry of the Apocalypse

Jewelry of the Apocalypse

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10 Chapters Ongoing Status
Last Update August 10, 2022

Jewelry of the Apocalypse is The Hotsauce_Baconcreation,The novel is mainly aboutGeorge never would have thought that when he woke up this morning, he would be hurdling down a massive hole lined with rows upon rows of teeth, but here he was.The wind whipped through his hair as he fell. Walls of pinkish grey flesh expanded and contracted as plumes of air shot out of large vents in between the rows of impossibly sharp teeth.Compared to Blaire and Rupert, who had managed to fasten themselves on the fleshy wall, George could only flail his human arms uselessly in the air.That same feeling of hopelessness he felt when he had seen Rupert beforehand had taken a hold of Georges throat. He tried to scream out for them but not a syllable could be made.Oh god, oh god, oh god. Shit shit shit what do I do?! I can speak! Oh god I can breathe!Panic gorged itself on Georges nerves, like a pig that hadn been fed in about a week feasting on the farmers corpse.Thoughts whirred past his eyes as he continued to fall. Blurry images of a smiling woman fell away as the bottom of the ch Read Novel

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Jewelry of the Apocalypse is The Hotsauce_Baconcreation,The novel is mainly aboutGeorge never would have thought that when he woke up this morning, he would be hurdling down a massive hole lined with rows upon rows of teeth, but here he was.The wind whipped through his hair as he fell. Walls of pinkish grey flesh expanded and contracted as plumes of air shot out of large vents in between the rows of impossibly sharp teeth.Compared to Blaire and Rupert, who had managed to fasten themselves on the fleshy wall, George could only flail his human arms uselessly in the air.That same feeling of hopelessness he felt when he had seen Rupert beforehand had taken a hold of Georges throat. He tried to scream out for them but not a syllable could be made.Oh god, oh god, oh god. Shit shit shit what do I do?! I can speak! Oh god I can breathe!Panic gorged itself on Georges nerves, like a pig that hadn been fed in about a week feasting on the farmers corpse.Thoughts whirred past his eyes as he continued to fall. Blurry images of a smiling woman fell away as the bottom of the ch Read Novel

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