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In a world with three continents, newborn male kids were known to possess traits of Animals, and they were called BEASTS, the kids were said to be dangerous, and there were certain people kept at hospitals to take care of the babies- To assassinate them. Amidst all these issues, there was a male kid that wasn't killed, Denzel. Denzel grew up, knowing the fact that he was a beast, but he had to live hiding that fact with the fear that he might be killed. He soon met a girl who was just like him, taking her to be his friend, he didn't know what her true motive was, until she finally betrayed him, making him lose people close to him. Denzel lived his life with hatred for the girl in his heart, with his main objective being to kill her. But the whole thing didn't just end there, as many more secrets began to get uncovered in his journey to kill her. Join Denzel as he uncovers many more secrets of the world and people like him as he lives on. ----------------------------------------------- So, this is an original novel and I am giving it my all, I hope you give it a chance. The early chapters were not quite good but that is because they were the first I ever wrote, so I would ask that you read till chapter 40 before concluding that it is not for you. You won't regret it if you continue to read it, It gets better later on. I hope you all would like it because I feel it is very good work from me. P.S: The cover photo was made by me but the original picture in it is not mine, I adopted a picture and made my cover out of it. If the original owner of the picture sees this message, you can contact me.

S_Wash22 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
220 Chs

*Max

Outside the walls of Zoey's home, Denzel stared at the entrance door of the house for a period, hoping she would change her mind before he wriggled his head and walked away when no one came out.

"How heartless," Denzel said, walking away with the sleeping dog in his arms. Walking along the path, he looked at both sides, checking if he could find a motel to stay at, but he saw none.

Denzel sighed when he gave up, looking down and up again, he saw a roadside bench, lengthy enough for someone to sit or rest.

"That may do..." He mumbled to himself and wandered to it to sit down, lying on it thereafter, with his hands at the back of his head, acting as a headrest, the dog on his chest, still asleep.

As he rested on the bench, he looked at the stars, and the sight of the stars started to clear when his mind began to wonder about what had been going on recently.