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D E S C R I P T I O N
Katya Elizabeth Collins doesn't want to be mended. She's a half-working machine, doomed by all her parts; tainted with the grease of remnant emotions, a system riddled with too many memories to properly function. Her heart beats, a fragment of ice in her body, stripped of the happiness to thaw the glacier clinging to her insides and freezing her inside-out.
Caspian Lucas is a broken mirror. His shattered fragments litter the ground, jagged reflections of everything so fragile, so detrimental. He's the blood on cuts you don't know you have, the scabs concealed beneath plasters and years of toughening up that never really heal. He's the walls built, sky-high, jagged wire and broken glass and being in reach of something you can't have.
But there's a solitude in laying down your weapons. Shutting yourself off, crouching to the ground with your arms around your knees and watching the world whizz by in a blur, while you stand still, and look on. Loose bolts and bad luck; pride the crown too small for your head, digging into your scalp, and the handcuffs of your arms, dragging you 'till you flounder, in an ocean of everything that you've shed, everything you've loved and lost and miss.
Two years ago, they capsized, torn apart by opposing currents that ripped through their flesh, starting them anew.
And now, they're devils and angels, with their hands on the oars, wading through the water, in the same boat once more.
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C A S T
KATYA ELIZABETH COLLINS | MELISSA HOMME
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CASPIAN LUCAS | TOM WEBB
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A E S T H E T I C S
OF DEVILS AND ANGELS
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OF KATYA ELIZABETH COLLINS
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OF CASPIAN LUCAS
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W A R N I N G S
| SWEARING
| SEXUAL HUMOUR
| ABUSE
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I N F O
WRITING ― 21 March 2018 to 30 July 2018
POSTING ― 23 March 2018 to 12 October 2018
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N O T E
Eternally dedicated to Lia, whose insufferable impatience was actually the motivation for me to go at this for a sixth and final time (I swear!) because this time, I will plough through this 'weird love series' and finally, finally make it something I'm proud of.
Grateful to anyone who decides this book is worth their time, THANK YOU.
I can't promise regular updates any more often than weekly, I'll only be writing in my free time since things are getting horribly busy and hectic for me these days. I'll just be giving things my best shot, from here on out.
