Hunted |h.s

Hunted |h.s

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•• B O O K I S O N H O L D •• The MI6 is Britain's strongest source for foreign information, which is why it is employed with the UK's most intellectual and skilled agents in the field. The agency ensures the country's safety, as well as chaos. Their number one priority is to establish as much allies from around the globe, to surveil and survive. But of course many of these agents don't make it out alive. ••• Harry Styles: 23: Male: Profession- Former agent and special force assassin, specifically trained and skilled for assassination missions and undercover work for the United Kingdom. Elliot Desessare: 19: Female: Profession- New addition to the MI8 as a professional hacker. She remains in Witness protection from the outside world due to her recruitment and dangers of her identity leaking. •••• Both are very different as you can see. Both have been trained to fit separate categories that are vital to save as many lives as possible, as well as to end many that are a threat to the system. But the one thing that makes them distinct also connects them as a compatible source and valuable targets. Which brings us back to the beginning: Elliot and Harry are also very similar in a way, a very uncomplicated way: They are both wanted dead. ••••• ©YvesSaintNarry
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- Мразя те. - изсъска тя. - И аз теб. Но ако още веднъж го видя до теб... ще направя неща, за което ще съжалявам. - - Ти вече го направи. - прошепва. - Караш ме да чувствам неща, които не искам. - - Добре. - казвам. - Тогава ги чувствай тук. С мен. Или поне не с него. - Пауза. Пулс. Война. И тя не си тръгва. ______________ Винаги сме желали това, което не можем да имаме🖤

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