Azrael walked Azara home, stars twinkling above.
Their conversation flowed effortlessly:
Shared laughter
Deepened connection
Unspoken understanding
As they reached Azara's dorm, Azrael hesitated.
"Azara?"
She turned, her eyes sparkling.
"Yes?"
Azrael's heart pounded.
"I really like you," he said, voice barely above a whisper.
Azara's cheeks flushed.
"I like you too, Azrael."
The air charged with tension.
Azrael's hand brushed against Azara's.
Their fingers intertwined.
A soft, gentle kiss under the moonlight.
Azara's heart soared.
Azrael's arms wrapped around her.
A sense of belonging.
Their lips parted, smiles lingering.
"Wow," Azara breathed.
Azrael chuckled.
"Definitely wow."
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Stroke Of Fate
RomanceFrom darkness to light, Azrael's art reflects his soul. When Azara enters his life, colors burst forth. Together, they confront the past, fight for justice, and discover the beauty of love. A story of hope, resilience, and the transformative power o...
