Ends World - La série

Darius She’s a f**king menace. She has no regard for her safety and dances along the tongue in the mouth of danger. A loose cannon who torments me day in and day out. She thinks I can’t rise to meet her challenge. She thinks I don’t know what goes on in that beautiful head of hers. But she’s sorely mistaken. Mistaken about who exactly she is to me. Mistaken about how much danger she’s in. And mistaken about what I can take. Challenge f**king accepted. Antoinette It’s adorable really. How tough, “Mr. Clark Kent”, thinks he is, in his starched shirts and cashmere sweaters. A bore to his core, he’s my favorite target of torment. I love to push his buttons and see how far I can take it. But something about him calls to me. Somehow I know there is more to him than meets the eye. What will it take to make him loosen that tie and release the beast? What harm can it actually bring? I intend to find out.

The Ends Duet Continues..... Darius I disappeared. It was unexpected. Incredibly inconvenient even, but if it meant she was safe, then so be it. After a tireless search for a nameless, faceless enemy - still, they remain elusive. Each day that goes by without her is excruciating. But I know, she will never be satisfied until she’s back by my side. Spitting mad and out for blood, she knows what buttons to push to get me there, reminding me of who she belongs to. Me. Antoinette He disappeared. It was shocking. Agonizingly painful even, but if it meant he was alive, then so be it. After assiduously searching, I will not accept that he is lost to me. But as each day that goes by, breathing increasingly becomes exhausting. Until one day, he’s there; fueled by rage and out for revenge - determined to remind me who I belong to. Him.