Ella is a sweet, innocent, and courageous girl, yet her life is anything but ordinary. Relentless nightmares torment her and spends her days trapped by haunting visions. The most disconcerting aspect, however, is her profound ignorance of the reason...
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Ella Winters
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Leon De Luca
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Them
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I run and run, but it's still behind me. I can feel its presence like it's toying with me. All I want is to wake up in my warm bed and realize it's all just a dream.
A horrifying dream.
But we don't always get what we want.
I have no idea where I'm running. I need to find him, the only one who can save me and my father. The one who was made for me.
She said if I run into the woods and find him, he can make things right. But I feel foolish for believing her when I know nothing about him. I don't know what he looks like, who he is, or even if he will help us. But I have no other option.
It's been a day since I started running. My body is now covered in scars, and my legs ache like never before, but I'm determined to find him and end this nightmare. I need my father's embrace, to hide or to find him.
I stumbled, feeling dizzy. My consciousness was slipping away; I could feel my strength waning. My vision blurred, and my eyes began to close involuntarily, but I forced myself to keep running. My legs trembled with exhaustion. Just as I was about to collapse, a pair of strong, warm arms enveloped me, pulling me against a solid, muscular chest, as if they had been waiting for me to fall into them.
Then, I heard the most terrifying, earth-shaking growl. It reverberated through my entire being, sending shivers down my spine. Before I lost consciousness, my eyes met a pair of intense, forest green eyes. They were filled with a mix of possessiveness and something deeper, something almost tender. As my eyes fluttered shut, the last thing I heard was a deep, husky voice murmuring in my ear, sending a jolt of electricity through me.
"Mine."
"You finally found your way to me, my little love," the voice whispered, filled with a dark, possessive tenderness that both frightened and comforted me.
