You were born on the rich side, where dirt is a rumor and blood never stains long enough to matter. Your hands stayed clean-not because you were careful, but because the world was. Well your side at least. Jewels weighed your wrists. Safety wrapped your throat like silk. Freedom was handed to you so often it stopped feeling special. You smiled easily. Spoke to anyone. Asked questions people laughed off instead of answering. But the Slums were different. They weren't ugly to you-just unfinished. Like a sentence cut off mid-thought. If we're all human, why is there a gate?

── ── ── ── ─ │ ♯. 𝕶ɪꜱꜱ 𝕸ᴇ⌇ │ │ ─ʙʟ . ᴍʟᴍ─ │ │ 𖦹ᴅᴏᴍ x ᴅᴏᴍ𖦹 │ ── ── ── ── ─ ୨ৎ ꒰ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ꒱

ᥫ᭡. 𝕯r. 𝕾unshine 𝕴s 𝕯ead ‧₊˚ ┊ Death / Grief ──★ ˙ "I am not the sunshine, I am not the moon at night ﾒ૦ I'll stay awake tonight ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ ノ Mature theme ⩇⩇:⩇⩇

" 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 '𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄'❤️‍🔥... 𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 🔥 𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐲!!!. " What began as a glance turned into a challenge. What began as obsession turned into devotion. She noticed him before he ever realized it - watched him, studied him, memorized the quiet strength he carried like a crown. He was never meant to be easy. A man of standards. A man who believed in forever in a world addicted to temporary. He was her fascination first. Her weakness. Her silent war. But when he finally fell - he didn't stumble. He burned. This is not a love where she walks behind him. Not a story where she stands ahead to lead. She stands beside him - equal in fire, equal in madness, equal in loyalty. They are not soft. They are storms learning to breathe together. They are sparks that refuse to dim. Dangerous when provoked. Unbreakable when united. A slow burn that simmers beneath teasing glances and fierce arguments. A romance built on challenge, pride, and choosing each other - again and again. She fell first. He fell harder. And when they loved - they loved like fire. Beautiful. Blazing. Unstoppable.

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Alastor never believed in the whole Soulmate situation, because he's never gotten his soulmates mark... When he died, he went to Hell... Thats where something unexpected happened, his soulmate mark appeared on his arm with the initials L. M...

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➪ 𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝖨𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖾𝗑 𝖻𝖿． 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖺 𝟨'𝟦 𝖨𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖬𝖺𝗋𝖼𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗈 𝖣𝖾𝗅𝗀𝖺𝖽𝗈．𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉？ 𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗌？ { 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 } 𝖥𝗎𝗁𝗁𝗓𝗓 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦． 𝖠𝖫𝖫 𝖱𝖨𝖦𝖧𝖳𝖲 𝖱𝖤𝖲𝖤𝖱𝖵𝖤𝖣． #𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 #𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐍 #𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐀𝐍 #𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ✰✰✰✰✰

"You hate me, remember?" "I don't hate you, Rosalia. Hate's too easy." "Then what is this?" "This... is me losing control." Rosalia Carson built walls out of words, chasing truth like it was her only lifeline. Cray Smith built walls out of steel, a man feared for all the right reasons - and for every wrong one. She exposes secrets. He buries them. They were never meant to collide. But the more he pushes her away, the closer she gets. Every clash sparks fire, every secret pulls them deeper, until hate tastes a little too much like desire. Enemies can't stay enemies forever. Not when the slow burn turns into an inferno. And in the end, both of them learn the cruelest truth of all - happiness is only ever ephemeral.