Too Late Now

Too Late Now

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Action and Thriller
I didn't want this, I didn't always want to hide, didn't always want to run. It was in my DNA, it's just who I am. I didn't want to kill but I found pleasure in doing it. Many times I tried to follow my morals but then I remembered I don't have any. I come from a great family, a family who will never understand me. I was a mistake, and I can't change that. I am who I am, and that is not my fault. Why do I feel so guilty after every kill? I am always close to getting caught, yet they can't catch me. I am dangerous. I manipulate people, I destroy their lives because that is who I am. A monster they call it, but I call it "me".... A story about the adventures of a serial killer.
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Ever thought how we just meet strangers and they become more than even our blood relatives? That happened to me like everyone else. I met them on a strange note. So strange that I would not even have conversed with them more than necessary but when they became my saviours... I couldn't help it. I fell for them (not my fault they all have been rizzing me up from the beginning. And yes it is a harem. I am confused myself.) But did I do the right thing? I have been questioning myself ever since my parents got kidnapped in front of my eyes. I would've been too if not for them and my best friends. But now... I don't know what is what anymore. They are not what they seem, not even my best friends. And me? It all happened because of me. Those goons want something from me and I didn't even know I had it. I am still not sure if I have it. Some stone or something. But now I have got a news that I have been betrayed by the very people I had fallen in love with. What am I supposed to do? Them: We saved her. But we are the very reason she should be afraid. She should be hating us but she doesn't. Why? Because she doesn't know the truth. We lied, decieved, and what not. But never in our life felt an ounce of guilt but now that we have done the same to her... our inner self is screaming at us to go die in a fire. Why is that? What has she done to us? And moreover Why do we feel guilty? Why do we want to keep her by our side even if she hates us? Shall we find out?

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