All Fanalis have red hair and eyes. Most Fanalis have a piercing under their lower lip, but not I. In most eyes I was a beauty, a goddess. Often described as a very admirable beauty and a tender, time bearing face with saccharine sweet lips that were blossom soft. My Curves contouring perfectly at every angle with honey dipped skin to give an exotic glow.Though I was perfect, I never was seen equal to my fellow fanalis. I was seen as atypical. The only one who ever gave a damn was Masrur.
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Spur of the Moment- Masur Love Short Story- Magi
FanfictionBeing a Fanalis has its ups and downs, but if an abomination such as your self manage to win the heart of a gladiator...how can you fight the same fear that pushes you away to accept his love? Only 5 chapters 😶, excluding the Intro