Forbidden Love || H.S AU

Forbidden Love || H.S AU

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I use to think the stories my parents told me at night weren't true. That was until I found out the truth, supernatural creatures are real. Werewolves, Vampires, Hybrids, you get the picture. My parents taught me the right way, to protect myself from those ugly creatures. I'm a hunter, I kill the supernatural. It's a strange way of life, but I always have some fun and adventure. I just recently moved to Willows Creek. My parents told me that day and night, these mystical creatures roam the town. Its my mission to kill every single one of them. But my mission slightly changes when my new friends turn out to be supernatural. But what changes it completely is that the guy I love, is a vampire. All my urges point to my hunter side. But my heart says no. At this point, I have no idea what I'm going to do. Let's just see where my new life here takes me.
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No one can prepare you for the moment your life is ripped apart and thrown into the depths of hell. I trusted my parents and believed their love was unconditional - until I sat with their blood staining my hands. The day I was taken from my old life was the day I died inside. Everything that made me who I am was lost in an instant. Now, trapped as a prisoner in his grasp, he hungers for me but I want no part of him. Every second here crushes my soul, reminding me that this is not where I am meant to be. I crave escape with every fiber of my being, or so I thought. But as the days drag on and my will to resist weakens, control slips through my fingers like sand, leaving me at the mercy of his twisted desires. The longer I stay the more I'm starting to lose control.

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