The Corporation

The Corporation

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“Abel! Eyes forward!” Corey screams. Abel reclaims his tense stance after seeing the blood of his own comrades dripping down the black fangs of a horrendous beast. A giant hulking mass of flesh and darkness stands in front of them ready to devour their lives for all eternity. For what felt like a hundred years, within a few months, they finally were able to hunt down their long awaited prey. The more they fought the monstrous creature the more they were convinced that it was actually hunting them. Reapers are supposed to be the hunters of the world. Yet, seeing them easily killed and consumed made this completely paradox, simply because it challenged that very notion. If Abel cannot survive this turmoil, he may never uncover the mysterious message behind his peculiar visions. He will never be able to uncover his grave past that he has lost if this happens. This mission has swiftly become a fight for his very existence. Co-Author: fanficotaku https://www.wattpad.com/user/fanficotaku
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He leans in, his breath ghosting over my skin, every inch of space between us collapsing. "Still pretending you have a choice?" His voice is soft, almost amused. My throat tightens, but I force the words out anyway. "I don't belong to you." A low, knowing chuckle rumbles through him. Fingers tighten around my chin, tilting my face up until I'm caught in his unyielding gaze. Cold. Calculating. "Belong?" he echoes, as if the word itself is laughable. "You exist because I allow it. You breathe because I haven't taken that from you, yet." Tears burn at the edges of my vision, but I don't dare look away. "Fight all you want," he murmurs, eyes scanning my face, his grip unshaking. "Scream, beg, break--I don't care. In the end, little one, you'll learn. Because every part of you?" His lips brush against my ear, a cruel whisper of finality. "It's already mine." __________________________________________ A meaningless prank call caused this disaster, a series of deaths and misery. And maybe it was more than a prank call... maybe it was your loved ones, the people you least expect it to be, to stab you in the back. After all, they do say money changes a person. **18+** **DARK ROMANCE**

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