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The Hunt
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Complete, First published Sep 13, 2020
Mature
A blaring set of lights filled my eyes and freezing my body in place, I went into slight shock by the sight.

  "Let's see what you criminals are made of," He laughed, tormenting my ears with taunting echoes. "After all, this is my game with my rules."

I was being tugged away by my partner, who shouted curses at me that I couldn't understand or focus on.

  "Your lives will always be dispensable."

*****

 Claire and Raven have been best friends since childhood. They get arrested together, they break the law together, they get drunk together, and they would probably get married, together!

  When a new pawn has been placed on the game board, it is not only them who is at risk; it is now everyone they have ever contacted.

Sacrifices need to be made, people need to be captured or killed just so they can stay above water. Claire and Raven learn that none of their plans will work, and that forbidden love was always a string tied into their relationship.
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