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Wild Hearts
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Ongoing, First published Apr 17, 2016
"I just needed one thing to hold on to," she whispered, clutching his drenched shirt,
"You gave me the universe"
 
*A -sort of- love story*
They were never meant to be together
Still they were destined to be together
They were disgusted when they found out
But nothing could keep them apart.
It was that kind of love,
Which could burn the world down and rise above the boundaries of reality, just to prove what it was capable of.
Strangest in its essence
Prisoners of love breaking free from the bonds of the society.
Set in the present time, it follows the route two people take, their path to finally accept what they have
With the upcoming attacks of the society, they have to fight and relish their fates upon their destinies.
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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**