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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Apr 16, 2016
In 2146, an apocalypse had happened, one that almost wiped out the human race.

All 7 billion humans had been minding their own business when one day, gargantuan human-like creatures burst out of the forests, consuming every human they could get their hands on. Some had been fortunate, escaping before they be victimized, while several billions were mercilessly slaughtered like livestock, countless lives lost. It was a horrible tragedy.

That was only a few weeks ago. Now, no one knows how many humans are still alive, perhaps they're extinct they'd say.

Only one is accounted for.

And his name is Adam Dahlberg, the last of his kind.
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Escaping the Monster's Embrace (OLD BEING REWRITTEN ) ni Mentally-Insane
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(Currently being rewritten under a new name The Claimed) Everything changed when they came out of hiding, terror spread across the world as people began to question if our presidents and our global leaders lied to us and weren't from the same race. The Beasts blended in amongst us as if we were the same, except humans didn't have the same predatory instincts and we couldn't change our forms like they could. Soon after we learnt that we weren't the only species people began going missing. Some were unlucky and taken as something that the Beasts called a Mate that one word made fear spread throughout my veins, I would rather sell my soul than have one of them mutts chain me to them. Six months went by before the government, that was un-tainted by this vile race began to take action into their own hands contacting other countries and militaries causing the great war to happen, sending both my parents off to fight for our rights. Only one of them came back, two months was the longest we lasted before we were overpowered by them. Six years of living in this dysfunctional environment and my hatred had never dwindled. Some people still believed in god and had faith in him, I didn't know what I believed in but I prayed like everyone else that I would get through another day without hearing the soul crushing word 'Mate'. DARK THEMES THROUGHOUT. UNEDITED © All rights reserved© #1 in hunt 19/06/2019 #1 in human 19/06/2019 #1 in sanity 19/012019 #3 in mate 19/06/2019 #4 in mates 19/06/2019 #5 in hunted 19/06/2019 #1 Post-apocalyptic 30/8/19 #8 in dystopian 7/10/19 #4 in Escape 24/10/19
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The Claimed

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They said the Hunt was sacred. That if I was chosen, it meant fate. But fate didn't feel like a mouth on my skin or claws at my back. It felt like blood. Mine. For years, I stayed hidden. Quiet. Unclaimed. I stole seeds from the state fields, grew food in secret, fed my family from soil and silence. I did everything right - stayed beneath their radar, beneath their noses. I didn't make waves. I didn't ask for more. But monsters never forget a scent. And when the Hunt came, I was scented. Tracked. Taken. I stabbed him. I buried the blade in his shoulder and watched him bleed. It didn't matter. Because he still bit me. And the world saw. Now my face is on every screen. The girl who didn't run. The girl who fought back. Some call me a rebel. Some call me a mate. But they all forget one thing. I wasn't made to be claimed. I was made to survive. And if they want to collar me, cage me, crown me - they'll have to reckon with everything I've kept buried beneath the roots. Because I am not the flower. I'm the fire beneath it. Rewrite version of formerly known book Escaping the monsters Embrace