Whispers In the Dark


Every action equals another…

My captor should have thought of that. Now I’m the predator. Learning men’s secrets. Saving them from their fears, because I am much worse than anything they could imagine.

Until HIM.

He accepted my punishments. Pushed my limits. Made me face my fears. I hate him for it. I want to destroy him.

And I love him because he won’t let me.

We are two dark halves of hell, constantly fighting, always stalking. He understands the darkness in me because he was made in the same instant. We shouldn’t be together, but we are.

And the world will suffer for it.