Emilytwin Stories

His Dark Embrace - Rewrite (There will probably be the odd typo here and there. Will be fully checked once completed.) "Every act of rebellion expresses a nostalgia for innocence and an appeal to the essence of being." Never allow yourself to look in to their eyes... Never touch one of them without permission... Never speak unless spoken to... Do not trust them... Do not be tricked by their words of reassurance or promise... Never let them in... Intuition. We believe it guides us. We believe to follow our hearts and not our heads. We believe in miracles. Intuition... It blinds us. Don't let it blind you... The beasts were made of the shadows and the darkness that lingers in the corner of your eye at night. It's mouth bristled with row upon row of jagged knife-like teeth ready to rip and tear. It's eyes were black. They came and conquered the lands, claiming territories between themselves. But the main thing they wanted to claim was simple... It was a mate.

What happens when you wake up in a White Room? The whole having choices in your life fly out of the window? What happens when they kidnap you and now you take part in a game?