Beautiful Destruction
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Last published Mon, Aug 14, 2017
He was a boy in a world alone, destoryed, broken, and lost. He lost his meaning to live, to even breath as he challenges everyone who thinks that can beat and surpass him. He lives as a psychopathic killer in the streets as he roams the world to find his purpose on why is he around still until one day he comes across a family of vampires and find something more then a fight.
"Oooh a family..." He says emotionless as his heart hurts from the pain of loneliness. He always hated the human half of him. The emotions that runs through his body he curses that he never had to deal with.
"Leave us alone you pathetic demon or you will regard it." The oldest hissed him as her fangs came out. The other sister protects the youngest sister as she realizes that they need the demon alive. "Don't kill him Har." She says to the oldest.
He smirks looking at them. "This will be fun."
Now a broken boy has a mate, will his dream prevail his big dream of taking over the city that broke him. Will the family he make be enough to cover his pain?
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