The Hunter (on hold)

The Hunter (on hold)

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How do you find a missing girl you've only seen in a dream and tell someone you know what happened to her when you can't explain without sounding crazy? How do you live your life knowing you have the power to help but are still so helpless? How do you handle it when you become the hunters next victim? How do you become the hunter instead of the hunted? Read on to find out... *****PLEASE READ BELOW***** This is my very first story I am working on. I must warn you there WILL be violence, foul language, and sexual references. It will contain what some may deem as offensive material. If you get offended easily, this will not be a story for you. I appreciate all comments and criticism, but please keep it constructive. I am in the learning process and am editing my own work. With that being said, enjoy the story! Comment, vote, fan!
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Life is a choice. Two friends inseparable; but in life who you fall inlove with can become your biggest MISTAKE. This story takes a turn on how love and revenge get mixed up. Come and meet a young girl who fell inlove with her enemy in persuit of her brother's murderer. But little does she know that the family she has is just a facade. Will she fall or rise above it all? _Something about him seemed off. I was about to say something when he began to talk. "Tell me, what's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" "Excuse me!? You called me for this?" I gestured to the both of us. "I don't have time for this. My family is-" "Waiting for you?" The man cackled. "They are fooling you." My eyes widened at that statement. My heart beat sped up. I wanted to talk but couldn't find the words. "Sweetie, the people you are gladly calling parents AREN'T your parents. Your so called mom isn't a day over twenty. Your dad-he's nothing but a phony." By now I was crying Justin a River._ Read more to find out(I wrote this story as a sequel to the first book I wrote...unfortunately I lost it. It was called *A passion for revenge* ) Don't hesitate to vote, comment and share. I'd love to know what you guys are thinking❤it is also UNEDITED.

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