The End of Everything

The End of Everything

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5212, Alexander, and 2356, Carmen, are genetic subjects in the Biotex Lab. They live in a realm where it's odd to care for people out of their family, a realm that is one out of seven. They're not just human, they're something much more than that. But what happened changed the world they lived in forever. Death. Tragedy. Loss of the people closest to him. That was over one hundred years ago, now is a new age. Years later, after all the chaos has disappeared and is now in a relatively "calm" state, Alexander reappears in the word, meeting someone, and creating an unbreakable bond.. Or so believed.
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Normal was the goal. Fate brought fur and a punchline. Brayden's life is a chaotic mess with the appearance of a broodingly possessive Alpha Damien and one ridiculously inconvenient mate bond later. Lukewarm coffee is out and ancient pack laws are in. Brayden is having none of it, determined to resist this unwanted destiny with a full-scale sarcastic rebellion against this supernatural nonsense. Prepare for a darkly funny rom-com that gleefully claws its way out of the werewolf genre box. While Damien's possessiveness howls 'fated mate', Brayden's inner monologue is a laugh-out-loud revolt against any predetermined bond. His wit is sharp. His mate's teeth are sharper. Who bleeds first in this untamed romance? Excerpt: ''Dude! Let go!'' I yell, my voice muffled by the wall of flesh smashing my face. My one arm was still being held secure in the guy's grip and my other hand is now pinned to my side. Desperate to escape I resort to just wiggling my whole body, thrashing around to try and get loose. Instantly, I'm released and my anger comes back in full force. "You think you can file for harassment over a spilled drink!? Wait until I get a chance to talk to the police because holding me without my consent, against my will is actual harassment!" I yell at the man, trying to straighten my shirt.

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