The Haunted. Prologue

The Haunted. Prologue

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Paranormal
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                                                                     "Dammit!". Chase held his right arm, applying pressure on the open wound.   I was still in shock from the zombie attack before I saw his blood from under his hand, then I frozen instently.  "Oh shit" were the only words that could escape from my lips.  But my mine was screaming the unspoken words that I had failed to speak, 'he got bitten! He got bitten! He got bitten'!                                            ----------------------------------------                                                                                                                18 year old, Rain Clark didn't get a shot at life to truely enbrace the beauity of the lush planet Earth before the apopcalyse had taken over. Leaving nothing but death, fear and zombies running amuk.                                                            After she dicovers a long lost secret about her dead 'parents' ---she goes in seach for the truth among the ruins of the earth, but find more then she had bargiened for.                               
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Anneliese

Anneliese tried her hardest to be outgoing, her empathetic heart guiding her through every encounter. She is a young woman who has struggled finding a safe place to express herself. Often looking for new ways to meet friends, she wouldn't pass the opportunity to chat someone up. Even a stranger at the diner she works at to pass time and support herself. A dedicated man takes to the nativity of Anneliese. He is direct and prefers to keep to himself, but if he has to smooth talk a young woman to get to his end goal, he will. ~ ❀ ~ I can't help but stare at her. Her face, lips, and smile, and her nose. Even her long, curled lashes. "Let's do a butterfly kiss!" She exclaims, pulling my face close suddenly. Kiss? My heart hammers in my chest, my breath hitching. Her small hands hold my face close to hers. It's not very forceful, I could pull away if I wanted to, but I let her have control. Her hands are warm and soft against my jaw. Getting closer, her eyes lashes flutter and I find myself holding my breath. She brushes her lashes to mine, her breath fanning against my lips. Subconsciously, I lean forward, wanting my lips to be on hers. June flutter her lashes, grazing her lashes to mine. Out of nowhere she bursts out in a fit of laughter. I flinch back. Butterfly kiss. That was not a fucking kiss. ~ ❀ ~ #1 cliche 2025 & 2026 #1 sweatheart 2025 #1 opposites 2026 *Warning* Mature themes will be covered (language, actions, etc).

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