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The Puppet Factory

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Reads 155
Votes 5
Parts 5
Time 35m

Mature

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You may know me, you may not. Honestly I'd prefer the latter. Sadly this isn't always the case but I don't really understand why. Not necessarily liking people, I expected them to at least sense my negative vibes and stay away to some degree. Why do humans flock over to trouble like its a magnet? Life for me was great sitting up in a room alone and disconnected. Alright, this may all be coming out wrong.

Look, the shit already hit the fan more than a couple of times in my short time on earth and, I don't need anymore problems. I still have to find a way to get rid of the ugly stains and marks -not to mention the horrible stench- that linger after.

Wait are you and I on the same page here? 'Cause I'm not talking about the shit anymore. I was referring to, you know, rotting flesh and blood...
       
This wouldn't have been my first time being kidnapped and I'm getting hints that it won't be the last. No. Actually while I sit here surrounded by heavily armed strangers I can't help but think that this is actually the third time and, its rather pleasant. I'm sure to some it is wrong of me to think this way but its true and my opinion won't waver no matter how you slice it. 


Did I want to escape my current life? To some extent, yes. But everyone has wanted to do so at some point in their lives so why can't I dream a little? 

Did I expect it to actually happen? No. 

Do I regret ever wishing it? ... I'm not sure. Yes and No are playing 'tug of war' and it appears that I am the rope. 

Right now I just pray my mother is alright. I couldn't care less about the other two fighting 'children' I left at home. They'll find their feet again. 


I don't want anyone dying to save me or dying while trying to kill me. No matter who you are- whether I know you or not- just don't die with me knowing.

 Don't die because of me.All Rights Reserved

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He told me I'm Karma, and he's Revenge. I was born from a sin, and he was born to be a spit in his father's face. Or should I say, my father? Nina My life after high school is simple. I party with the spoiled kids who once bullied me. I fuck a guy I know will never date me. And I dodge future plans. Until my mother reappears after five months of ghosting me to disown me, and disappears again. Left with money in my hands and a car gifted by a father I've never met, I find myself battling my worst enemy-loneliness. Amidst the wreckage, one hell of a golden god waltzes into my life and claims to be my half-brother. I believe his lie cause I'm hungry for love. I ignore all the signs cause I'm greedy for acceptance. He's had me wrapped around his long finger, addicted to him and what only he can provide. It's a dominance war between my father and the guy I'm not supposed to love, and I'm entangled in it. But I won't be a pawn. I won't ever choose Revenge. Denzel It's all gone wrong. I fucking chased a storm, unaware of its strength. The intention was to get revenge on the man who tormented my younger self and reminded him that he didn't belong in his house. I never told Karma I'm her blood. She liked the idea, and I let her have it. Driven by the desire to make her an ally against her father. The look on his face will be priceless when he discovers his secret daughter, hidden from his elite world, is my toy. But it backfires. Torture is holding back from exploring her body as I crave whenever that seductive siren throws herself on me to welcome me at night. Chasing her becomes my new thrill. Protecting her from her manipulative father becomes my mission. We're a pair. We belong together. Because I'm her Revenge. And she's my good Karma.

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